It's not really the name that catches his attention, although it is somewhat of a relief that apparently someone knows him in this crazy place, but it's the voice. He knows that voice. It's not a glitch, it's not just a memory, it's real and it's--
It's Steve. Glancing over his shoulder, he sees Steve and a mix of emotions feel like they swirl inside him. Because yeah, it is good to see someone he knows, but at the same time... Well. It's not like the last memory Tony has of him is a pleasant one, exactly. For a second he can only think of Siberia, of what was done in that fight, and he unconsciously hits his pistol against the bot a little harder to try and knock it back.
"A little help here, Rogers?"
He hates asking for it, but he knows he can't quite take down this bot on his own. Maybe if Steve were to distract the damn thing, Tony could try to jump on the bot's back and find a way to deactivate it.
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It's Steve. Glancing over his shoulder, he sees Steve and a mix of emotions feel like they swirl inside him. Because yeah, it is good to see someone he knows, but at the same time... Well. It's not like the last memory Tony has of him is a pleasant one, exactly. For a second he can only think of Siberia, of what was done in that fight, and he unconsciously hits his pistol against the bot a little harder to try and knock it back.
"A little help here, Rogers?"
He hates asking for it, but he knows he can't quite take down this bot on his own. Maybe if Steve were to distract the damn thing, Tony could try to jump on the bot's back and find a way to deactivate it.