Tony's mind is essentially in tunnel vision mode when Lydia looks towards him, his eyes primarily focusing on coffee, so it's not until she's suddenly hugging him that he's jolted back to reality. What the hell? he almost asks, his facial expression definitely says it during the embrace, but she pulls back before he can even vocalize his thoughts.
Her words are another surprise altogether, though. Arrested? He's...
What?
"Uh, yeah. I'm-- Yeah, I'm okay. Are...you?" His eyes narrow very slightly, almost as if trying to remember if he's supposed to know her, but he's coming up blank. Which is even more confusing, considering how she seems to know him, and despite how hard he tries to keep his expression neutral, he can't help the way his brow furrows slightly.
bwaha never be sorry, I love this!
Her words are another surprise altogether, though. Arrested? He's...
What?
"Uh, yeah. I'm-- Yeah, I'm okay. Are...you?" His eyes narrow very slightly, almost as if trying to remember if he's supposed to know her, but he's coming up blank. Which is even more confusing, considering how she seems to know him, and despite how hard he tries to keep his expression neutral, he can't help the way his brow furrows slightly.
"I'm sorry, who are you?"