"Don't need to—cough, wait, what did you just say?"
"Nothing, I just didn't catch that. Damn it, the coffee was too loud going down my throat."
Tony instinctively prepared to refuse again.
But the words took a sharp ninety-degree turn the moment they reached his lips.
He even tried to cover it up by pushing away his coffee cup, making it clear that this hearing-impairing coffee was terribly annoying.
Leon shrugged, amused.
"What did I say? Something like telling you to be careful not to embarrass yourself next Iron Man Day."
Tony grew anxious. "Didn't you say there was a world... Aha, Leon, you're joking with me again."
He nudged Leon with his elbow.
"I remember now. You clearly said you'd send me back to the Three-Body World and have me pack up all the technology from those Great God Civilizations and bring it back!"
"Did I say that?" Leon glanced sideways at him.
"Of course. I heard it loud and clear. This isn't an easy task."
Tony put on a troubled expression, then sighed.
"But who else among us can do something like this?"
"I'll do it, Leon. After all, you're my little brother. Who else but me could help you?"
Both brothers knew exactly what the other was thinking.
Yet their conversation remained incredibly awkward.
Like two owls staring each other down at night—whoever looked away first lost.
JARVIS quietly watched the scene through a nearby robot.
He had long since gotten used to it.
Or rather.
Because Leon had rarely spent time with Tony over the past few years.
This scene instead made JARVIS nostalgic, as though it had awakened distant, beautiful memories stored in his database.
JARVIS silently recorded the scene before him.
Then he saved the video in his "A Day with Sir and Young