The satisfaction of finally getting some response out of Cayde was dampened by the very intrusive acknowledgement of his mood, making Tony pout in return, which didn't do anything to manage that perception. He finally slid off of the line to follow a little warily, not sure if he was actually chasing or that complaint was an invitation. He couldn't just not argue, though, and insisted, "I'm saying I don't think you could hit the Hulk standing still." He spread his arms, welcoming Cayde's poor aim, unconcerned unless Cayde had any proof otherwise.