[Tony's in the middle of getting his bearings. Dressed in an all-fitting jumpsuit and just recently informed any sound could lead to his gruesome death (as in just minutes ago), he's hardly in a mood to have devices with messages waved in his face. Does he even know this guy? The man's for sure not in Tony's top ten favorite people so the question becomes: does it even matter?]
No autographs. They took my pens.
[And Tony just looks so sad about it as he clearly glances over Kilgrave looking for an opening in the crowd of new arrivals to get around the man. Marginializing and condescension are clearly the best way to get off on the right foot here.]
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No autographs. They took my pens.
[And Tony just looks so sad about it as he clearly glances over Kilgrave looking for an opening in the crowd of new arrivals to get around the man. Marginializing and condescension are clearly the best way to get off on the right foot here.]