Tony scooped a piece of french toast onto his plate and cut the corner off. He swirled it thoughtfully in the berry sauce he'd made. "I know the place I'd be most useful in this city is with one of the research centers. From what it sounds like, this world's medical science is seriously lacking. It's not my forte, but I could help bridge the gap between robot and human biology."

He frowned and glanced out the window, suddenly feeling tired. "I spent so much of my energy on being efficient. On leading. On what the train needed.. I don't know if I have it in me to do that all over again." His gaze shifted back to Gladio to gauge his reaction. "What if I opened a bar?"