[ In spite of lessons learned and his own quick clarification as to where his interests lie, Tony's fixed attention on Thranduil seems like he might have an argument prepared for this first part. None comes. Thought ticks over.
His eyes flick down to the book opened between them. ]
Refrigeration, soap, and a coal-based industrial revolution. What else you got?
[ This is rhetorical, judging by the start of half-smile, and Tony puts out his hands -- may I? -- and pivots the book around enough for him to glance over. Hmm. Contemporary Earthling Woz Here. He takes one of the loose pages by the corner to pull it closer even as he adds; ]
Would you say no to defense tech? Sabotage, surveillance? 'Cause you shouldn't.
( his nose wrinkles at 'coal'. sounds awfully sauron-y of you, buddy. )
None. None of the last. The others- yes.
( he watches tony carefully with the compilation of cosima's legacy. which is how he thinks of it, even when she wasn't the only one to contribute to it. there have been too many rifters for him to start getting sentimental with more than a few. )
[ It is a Surprise that Thranduil has opinions of any strength around coal-based industrial revolutions, which shows on Tony's face -- manifested more as a curiousity than confusion, but, you know. Seems like a touchy topic. More wine time than tea time.
Not that the tea time isn't great, drinking from it now once he leans back away from the rifter notes before him. ]
Specific, [ he repeats. ] You want my blue sky list of hopes and dreams? Because that's where the specifics live. Forcefields for defense at home and abroad, small-scale for individual use, large-scale to protect units, camps. Flight capability for scouting, messengers, deployment of special agents. [ He ticks these off on his fingers. Don't say magic gun, don't say magic gun-- ] Video capture and transmission. Like, how we can transmit voices, but visual. Light sources that aren't fire, oil, or magic.
Cooler armor.
I mean.
You think of something, [ a gesture with tea cup ] and then you invent the thing that does it.
no subject
His eyes flick down to the book opened between them. ]
Refrigeration, soap, and a coal-based industrial revolution. What else you got?
[ This is rhetorical, judging by the start of half-smile, and Tony puts out his hands -- may I? -- and pivots the book around enough for him to glance over. Hmm. Contemporary Earthling Woz Here. He takes one of the loose pages by the corner to pull it closer even as he adds; ]
Would you say no to defense tech? Sabotage, surveillance? 'Cause you shouldn't.
no subject
None. None of the last. The others- yes.
( he watches tony carefully with the compilation of cosima's legacy. which is how he thinks of it, even when she wasn't the only one to contribute to it. there have been too many rifters for him to start getting sentimental with more than a few. )
Those are categories, not examples. Be specific.
no subject
Not that the tea time isn't great, drinking from it now once he leans back away from the rifter notes before him. ]
Specific, [ he repeats. ] You want my blue sky list of hopes and dreams? Because that's where the specifics live. Forcefields for defense at home and abroad, small-scale for individual use, large-scale to protect units, camps. Flight capability for scouting, messengers, deployment of special agents. [ He ticks these off on his fingers. Don't say magic gun, don't say magic gun-- ] Video capture and transmission. Like, how we can transmit voices, but visual. Light sources that aren't fire, oil, or magic.
Cooler armor.
I mean.
You think of something, [ a gesture with tea cup ] and then you invent the thing that does it.