Up until now Tony had been slowly picking up a few things here and there for this new work room of his but hadn't actually done much with it. He'd put the bags in the spare bedroom or crafted a design using one of Friday's programs. Finally, it seemed, it was time to act! This had included a quick trip out again to borrow some tools from the Eos boys' house, but once he'd started moving, he couldn't stop.

First thing he'd done, was drag everything out. The hallway was littered with a lamp, the dresser, the desk chair, etc. He left the desk inside, but put a tarp over it so it wouldn't get damaged or stained. He cut the carpet at the edge of the doorway and torn it out of the rest of the room. He threw some painter's cloth down to protect the floor underneath, but was surprised to find it was metal not wood. Anything on the walls was pulled off and set the painting supplies on the desk for the next step.

The banging was a piece of scrap metal falling and hitting the after a portion of it had been cut out that met Tony's needs. He looked up at Gladio and wiped the sweat off his brow. His white tank top was damp and he hadn't bothered to put on pants, just clean shoes (he wasn't dropping shit on his bare feet, he's learned that lesson), and a metal gauntlet he was using as a welding tool. He pushed up the safety glasses he was wearing and sighed heavily. "Sorry, I have to do this."