[Her eyebrows lift at the mention of three Tony Stark's all living in the Quarantine, and then there's the mental image of all three of them in the same room together. Only mildly terrifying.] So ah was told. You're the only one ah've met so far.

[She gladly takes her drink and sips it, enjoying the flavor with a hum as she listens to him, nodding in agreement.]

Ah've met alternate versions of people back home. Kinda puts the nature versus nurture theories to the test. Ah'm sure there are other versions of me, but ah ain't had the pleasure yet. [Cue taking another healthy drink at that thought.] Anywho, same genetics give or take, varyin' degrees of overlappin' experiences.

[Like deaths of key friends and family members, global genocides, and other fun and influential details. She might need a few more drinks before the night is over.]

What's your bigger concern then?