Not apples? Tony offered Balthazar a confused stare as he whispers back; his brows creasing together at the obvious conspiracy towards Lucifer on this matter. Was this some sort of angel guidance regarding the devil's food preference? Either way, Tony just looked at Balthazar before nodding slowly, just trying to process what it meant exactly.
"I'm just trying to understand your world and I'm getting there. Slowly but surely. So, you walk around in someone else's body? That's similar to me getting inside one of my suits and becoming Iron-Man. To you now I'm just the average Tony Stark. Iron-Man is my vessel of sorts."
He was just trying to piece the jigsaw together and was slowly getting it, even if he did have a slightly confused expression on his face.
"Levi? Got it. He's an artist? That's a nice skill to have. I'd love to see some of his work sometime."
Offering Balthazar a reassured smile, he turned to Lucifer. Oh, that. The grass in the suit. The crash landing had been more than a little embarrassing, yet it had lead up to some interesting time together. To have the devil himself walking into his workshop? That was some good shit right there.
"Sure. If you ever need a "tune up" anytime, you'd be welcome."
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Date: 2020-11-18 10:57 pm (UTC)Not apples? Tony offered Balthazar a confused stare as he whispers back; his brows creasing together at the obvious conspiracy towards Lucifer on this matter. Was this some sort of angel guidance regarding the devil's food preference? Either way, Tony just looked at Balthazar before nodding slowly, just trying to process what it meant exactly.
"I'm just trying to understand your world and I'm getting there. Slowly but surely. So, you walk around in someone else's body? That's similar to me getting inside one of my suits and becoming Iron-Man. To you now I'm just the average Tony Stark. Iron-Man is my vessel of sorts."
He was just trying to piece the jigsaw together and was slowly getting it, even if he did have a slightly confused expression on his face.
"Levi? Got it. He's an artist? That's a nice skill to have. I'd love to see some of his work sometime."
Offering Balthazar a reassured smile, he turned to Lucifer. Oh, that. The grass in the suit. The crash landing had been more than a little embarrassing, yet it had lead up to some interesting time together. To have the devil himself walking into his workshop? That was some good shit right there.
"Sure. If you ever need a "tune up" anytime, you'd be welcome."