The old lady's indiscriminate barrage did not merely wound Henry and Tony Stark in one breath; even Otto Octavius was swept up in the aftermath.
Perfecting the Arc Reactor would take only a few days. Then what had all those years he had poured into the Artificial Sun amounted to?
Still, seeing the young master of the Stark family acting so submissively, Otto Octavius did not flare up on the spot. Instead, he quietly approached Happy and asked, "Mr. Hogan, who is that lady?"
"Ms. Catherine Hepburn. You know, Ms. Hepburn and Mr. Howard Stark, ahem. So to Mr. Tony Stark, she is an elder he respects."
Although Happy Hogan did not say much, Otto Octavius, who was no longer young himself, had heard some of the old generation's anecdotes.
The punch that broke Howard Stark's nose was especially famous gossip. Thus, the portly doctor wore an understanding expression and silently enjoyed the show. So what if he had been caught in the crossfire? At least no one had targeted him specifically.
In any case, old people had their own personalities and ideas. She did not always single out Tony Stark for ridicule. If Henry acted oblivious, she would show him no mercy either.
Now, a collaboration that should have been a good thing had been arranged by the old lady. Though neither of the two people being matched up was particularly pleased, they could only grit their teeth and accept it.
Giving up on winning through words, Tony Stark knew full well that inviting this old lady over could indeed force the bastard before him onto his pirate ship... Ah, ptooey! What pirate ship? It was obviously his own war chariot.
But the old lady was like a double-edged blade. Every stab into his heart drew real blood. If