Somehow, Tony was at a loss for a proper follow up to the offer, clinging to the metal body. He fully expected to drive Thor off with that one.

"...I think he likes it. Thor Jr. by the way, he has a name." He nuzzled the area where the cheek would have roughly been with his own, letting the cold steel cool his bare arms. Maybe the black tank in the sun was a mistake but it was tradition. "Doesn't complain. Always gets back up for another round. Cute as a martensitic steel button."