[ tony follows amos into the line. even if his excitement is a little closer to a teenager’s, tony regards him as the absolute authority as long as they’re together. the only thing that could usurp him now is if his grandpa quite literally showed up in this line, but since that’s completely impossible, tony accepts he’s following amos’ lead.

if this were a battleground, tony would protect him. that’s how he reasons he’s paying amos back for his guidance. ]

Huh?

[ he curls a lock of hair between his fingers, and his gaze softens slightly as he realizes that the flowers and his hair were both similar colors after all. ]

Yeah, I guess so. [ pause. ] …humans don’t have their own children in your world, either? You didn’t have a mother?

[ that’s how he interprets amos’ explanation of his family situation; it’s not strange to him, and in fact, it brings him a small measure of comfort after experiencing so many new things in succession that there’s still something familiar. ]