"Okay hold the phone here, I'm a damn good engineer and computer expert but I'm not a brain surgeon. This is some Helen Cho levels of what the shit, or even Br--" Tony had started to get to his feet, but he cuts himself off when his gaze falls onto Natasha.
The spy isn't looking at him at the moment, but Tony can read her tension in every muscle and despite what people say about him he can in fact take a hint.
"We're not trying to build her a new body, Tony. Or an artificial replacement brain. We're trying to fix her systems. Similar mapping or not, that is your specialty and you've done it before." With Bruce's help, but Natasha isn't going to be the one to open that door especially when she's just kept Tony from doing the same. There's no sense invoking a man who's years gone by this point to who only knows where.
Tony's left eye and nose twitch with his barely contained emotions but he sighs instead of saying anything again. Settles back onto the stool and pours over the screens at his fingertips again. He's playing around in someone's brain. Not something. Someone. It doesn't feel right, doesn't sit right with him. But it might save a life here and that trumps his misgivings.
Fuck it.
Natasha didn't turn a perfectly good human into a robot and neither did Blaze probably. He's not here to argue the morality of what's been done to this poor woman's identity over the centuries. Tony Stark is there to fix it.
"There's a lot of redundancy here that's probably clogging up her processors. If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say she's struggling to operate because of all the front end strain trying to maintain this much crap. Let me see what I can do here..."
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on 2018-06-19 04:35 pm (UTC)The spy isn't looking at him at the moment, but Tony can read her tension in every muscle and despite what people say about him he can in fact take a hint.
"We're not trying to build her a new body, Tony. Or an artificial replacement brain. We're trying to fix her systems. Similar mapping or not, that is your specialty and you've done it before." With Bruce's help, but Natasha isn't going to be the one to open that door especially when she's just kept Tony from doing the same. There's no sense invoking a man who's years gone by this point to who only knows where.
Tony's left eye and nose twitch with his barely contained emotions but he sighs instead of saying anything again. Settles back onto the stool and pours over the screens at his fingertips again. He's playing around in someone's brain. Not something. Someone. It doesn't feel right, doesn't sit right with him. But it might save a life here and that trumps his misgivings.
Fuck it.
Natasha didn't turn a perfectly good human into a robot and neither did Blaze probably. He's not here to argue the morality of what's been done to this poor woman's identity over the centuries. Tony Stark is there to fix it.
"There's a lot of redundancy here that's probably clogging up her processors. If I had to hazard a guess, I'd say she's struggling to operate because of all the front end strain trying to maintain this much crap. Let me see what I can do here..."