"Uh-huh. Somethin' bonked it good I'm guessin'." it made sense, if the metal thing in his chest was where it was stored, it wouldn't be that hard to scramble. Not easy or nothing, but not hard. And if they were nanites, they were networked together: you screw up enough of'em the rest would follow suit.
Maybe. Could be. Rocket physically climbed on the table to take Stark's gauntleted arm in his hands. Touch was a big sense for his species, also he wanted to see if he could break off a piece. "Why's it in a metal box in your chest? Not for nothin' but I know humies got vital organs in there same as me."
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Maybe. Could be. Rocket physically climbed on the table to take Stark's gauntleted arm in his hands. Touch was a big sense for his species, also he wanted to see if he could break off a piece. "Why's it in a metal box in your chest? Not for nothin' but I know humies got vital organs in there same as me."