Don't feel bad, Richard, Tony isn't any good at it either. He lets out a bit of a rueful chuff, nodding in sympathy. At least they're giving it their best shot. But no, there really wasn't any way Tony was going to talk about it on his own. Bottle it up like a champion, but not talk.

Thank goodness he'd like to avoid another one.

"Wha- you are?" By his tone it's clear he's surprised by that. Why the hell would he be proud? Tony hasn't achieved anything noteworthy, at least not in his mind.