"Yeah. Believe me, I get that." Tony flicked him a slightly sardonic look out of the corners of his eyes. Maybe it wasn't quite the same as being turned into a literal symbol, but Tony had been in the public eye since he'd been able to walk. He huffed a quiet laugh, something almost tired-sounding in it.

"The thing is, you can't let that be all of you. The symbol, the public persona. It will kill you eventually. Gotta decide who you want to be outside of that, and what you're willing to do for it." One side of his mouth quirked up slightly. "It's not as dire as I'm making it sound, I promise. Whatever you want to do, we can make it happen."