There was no ulterior motives here. Cobb genuinely liked junk and he liked scavenging. He had done a lot in his life with spare parts and bits of wire to hold everything together. It was something he knew, something he was comfortable with, unlike the city beyond the hangar.

Tony could try his worst. Cobb was made of tougher stuff.

"You know saying that makes it sound like you do wanna see someone," Cobb pointed out as he crouched down to start searching through the smaller pieces of junk. The electronics for a speeder were real important. "You hopin' someone else comes to visit while you're babysittin'?"

Two could play this game. Cobb was well versed at not talking about himself.