"And you know that hasn't changed in a thousand years," Tony tried one more time, free hand splayed in shock that droids hadn't advanced in that time to be more like Cayde--maybe not in the used-to-be-human way, but Tony knew plenty of synthetic lifeforms that would be indistinguishable in that regard. He waved his insistent hand, finally dismissing this point that they weren't going to connect on, and drew up another crate to sit by Cobb and the speeder parts that had intrigued him.

"Does it matter that much if they're human?" he probed gently, sure he knew the distinction Cobb intended to make, but sure he'd heard a similar refrain from a few others in the city with little patience for the droids. Meanwhile, he experimentally offered what he would have called a caliper from the pile of parts, if these things had wheels, hoping to get a sense of what Cobb was finding valuable here and if that thing really was from the speeder at all.