Tony shrugged one shoulder, trailing his hand down to his chest before letting it fall. "Then there's for in here." He stepped back over a rock wedged in the sand, facing the ocean as it lapped the beach. The air was as fresh as any Tony had ever known--free of smog and light pollution. Ah, what wonders the lack of civilization brought.

"A son with a good head on his shoulders. A room only a bat could love. A robot delivery service." Tony gestured out at the sight of the sky above and the waters below. The white stars dappled the sky and the vibrant arm of the Milky Way stretched into the infinite horizon. The ocean reflected it back, creating a vision of heaven on earth. "And this sight. That's everything--that's all I have to give."