[ he's listening. sort of. he's bad at this whole attempting to come to any kind of understanding with anyone who isn't of the exact same opinion as him, so mostly he's just moving stuff around, before crawling up on top of that table, once he has it high enough that he can actually reach the ceiling. but at the end of that lecture, he's glancing back to tony with raised brows. ]

If you'd done anything to me, you'd be a lumpy, red smear on the wall. Not standing here giving the Not All Techs speech. [ this isn't because anyone here did anything to him, or to anyone else. it's just what andyr's decided their chosen path in life says about them as a person. it's andyr assuming the absolute worst of every person he meets, in vary degrees depending on what they're associated with. ] I don't care what you're doing or why. I just don't wanna be anywhere near it.

[ this is the life lesson he's learned - if there's a possibility for someone to be exceedingly horrible in a way you can't defend well from, they inevitably will, and best that you remove yourself from the equation first. reaching up, andyr grips the sides of the vent opening and starts to pull himself up, considering this conversation settled. ] Later.