"I had a wild and shitty day before popping down here and the past...ten years? Have been an exercise in the weird. You're not exactly playing on a level field RE my bullshit frame of reference. I will say you're the first and prettiest vampire I've ever met." Low bar but, hey, no reason not to throw her a bone. As much as the scientist in him is horrifically curious? You don't just go around asking people how their bodies work or their personal histories just because they're a little weird. Or a lot weird.

Or undead.

Okay he really wants to ask but bites back his questions, some answers are offered over anyway and then she-

Changes.

It's a fundamental switch flipped in the back of his mind, a lizard brain awareness that he's in an enclosed space not only with someone stronger, but something infinitely more deadly. Fight or flight kicks in for all that Tony knows better to not listen to that bullshit instinct and he shifts his weight, standing his ground by sheer, stubborn force of will. "That-"

Fuck.

"Neat party trick." His voice is mostly steady. He'll take that as a win.