Another sigh, letting it drop. He knows damn well he's not going to convince Nida otherwise on this. Instead he just shakes his head. "I'll feel it out later, doubt you've lost a chance at something useful. He ain't that petty."

Something tells him Nida's hardly the first death threat Tony's had in his life. Brothers, remember? No attacks. Maybe mildly annoyed, sure, but he's not about to launch in after him for this. He gets what Nida's doing.

That question gets a thoughtful hum. "Yeah... I kinda do. Get to make things. Never been able to do that before." And he can take out his frustration by smashing rocks and bars. He gets to think, and create. And Tony's good to him. Encourages him to keep asking questions and learn more. He's never had that before.