"He probably didn't. His record was sixty two hours with no sleep." One of many records Tony beat easily while in college. Things they had in common, things they never got a chance to discuss because Howard was so busy, because Tony was so argumentative and resentful. He shrugs off the usual welling of regret in favor of huffing quietly, imagining the young man his father had been, scrambling to keep the Howlies equipped. "He didn't have the luxury of an AI assistant to double check his work before he sent it out."

Tony did, for the Avengers. It made flipping through options faster, more efficient, more effective. J could extrapolate data well enough to keep them equipped, work as a second mind and pair of hands after Tony explained what they were working on and why.

"...I make up my mind on developing actual weaponry here? I'll think about it." Because gunpowder isn't difficult chemistry. Thermite, napalm, all that shit? He could put together with what's lying around the forge with a little bit of digging around the forest for sulfur deposits. There's an argument for: Survival. The argument against- how can they know it'll be used appropriately? Accountability matters. Glitter grenades and bombs are innocent fun. A sniper rifle?

Might help with hunting.