"Less history books, more dad," Tony muttered, and it said something about his current state of lassitude that he couldn't even bring himself to sound slightly bitter about it. Probably had something to do with the fact that Steve was right here, touching him. He felt more relaxed than he could even remember, and all they'd managed so far was some vague cuddling. Go figure.

"But nobody does, really. Lead the Avengers. It's been kind of a background project. Hasn't really been needed." And Tony Stark not recommended still stung a little, but he wasn't intending to share that part. "I can give you the full rundown if you really want it--" more information that Tony was supposed to know, probably, "--but I guess if they told you about it, they already know who they want in charge."

He paused for a moment, tilting his head to peer up at him. "I'm a consultant for it, technically. Iron Man. I've git a suit of armor."