[Potential timeline complications aside, Tony is at a bit of a disadvantage here. He has missing memories to boot on top of everything else and he isn't about to share that with Medusa yet (if at all), so don't blame him if he plays his cards close to his chest.]
I meant of late. [Safe answer.] How did you enjoy your year on Party Island? Spent it productively, I hope?
[ Lockjaw grumbles a little, dropping his head down on his paws. This promises to be boring for him. He knows better than to wander off chasing the interesting smells on Medusa's watch. ]
I am not in the mood for your jocularity today, Stark.
[ Which is to say, no. No, because she's stuck in this damn universe, and they were all trapped at a party. ]
But now that we’re finally face-to-face, can you tell me where we stand? [He’s just going to take the liberty of assuming it isn’t anywhere too bad, considering she hasn’t tried to fling him across the junkyard yet.]
I’d like to know if I’m about to get into a fight. You understand.
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I meant of late. [Safe answer.] How did you enjoy your year on Party Island? Spent it productively, I hope?
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I am not in the mood for your jocularity today, Stark.
[ Which is to say, no. No, because she's stuck in this damn universe, and they were all trapped at a party. ]
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[Sorry, he can’t help himself.]
But now that we’re finally face-to-face, can you tell me where we stand? [He’s just going to take the liberty of assuming it isn’t anywhere too bad, considering she hasn’t tried to fling him across the junkyard yet.]
I’d like to know if I’m about to get into a fight. You understand.