It wasn't the threats that they were talking about, and Tony cut a sharp, warning look Gladio's way for taking the word of these kids that their every day was demon dogs and not the comfort of a society built to protect them from that. Give them a future. The kind of place Tony hadn't managed to build here. The expression rapidly crumbled at the reminder of the kind of future Tony was good at building, and he had to turn away, thankful that he had finally spotted a way into the pool and could strip down to the golden skin of his undersuit. He dropped his clothes carelessly as he went, leaving a trail behind him as he made straight for the water, talking all the while, "Yeah, great, I'll make one for each of them, make sure all of the kids are armed. The great thing about child-sized weapons, you don't need as much raw materials." His sunglasses clattered to the ground at the same moment that he dove.