Tony, at least outwardly, seemed calm and was currently analyzing something. "Who are you, and what do you want?" Hearing his question, I smiled softly, though it wasn't visible. "This is the first time we've met, Mr. Stark. Or if I may be rude, Tony. However, I gave you a gift a few months ago—something that, I don't know, might have been useful during your kidnapping."
Upon hearing my statement, he remained silent for a moment, and I felt somewhat frustrated by the armor that made it impossible for me to see his facial or body reactions. I wonder if that's how my enemies feel… or perhaps it's worse in my case, given that there are no discernible details about my identity.
"Are you the Immortal? The supposed vigilante?"
