Tony managed to not make a sarcastic noise to needing help. Even though Tony's come a long way from the man he used to be, he really still wasn't someone to just ask for help. Usually help was forced on him.

"Well, at least that's something to know."

He blinks at her for a moment, wetting his lips absently.

"You know I don't think I've ever met anyone this nervous. Is it the goatee? The tie? Or the furry purple dinosaur with wings?"

He gestures to Dorumon at the last part.