“I’m not- Well, yeah. It is.” But that didn’t mean he would accept. Anything from Stark industries was well beyond his budget - no matter how personalized - but what concerned him most was the potential of Tony giving him a suit of some sort and him having no idea how to return the favor. He wasn’t overly fond of being in peoples’ debt. “I am honored.” He mumbled, looking down as he scuffed his shoe along the floor. “But seriously, Tony, I don’t need it. You can’t- I can’t ask that of you.”
In any way? In any way? Wow. That was stepping damn near the insulting line. “It just is! It’s not- Why do you even care? I’m not in this for the fashion, you know.”
Tony raised both eyebrows, placing a hand on his hip in more of an authoritative manner. "Okay so explain to me, if we were attacked by a force say… The Skrulls or the Kree and we were sent to space, how would your little suit of spandex survive the atmospheric conditions? Oh, and your websling - try totally unlimited ammo or better yet, jets.” He grinned. “That and you could use the camouflage function to hide so you don’t get chased by the cops. The possibilities are endless…"
"It’s good press if you look good - you know."
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