Tony accepted the paper with a quick glance towards the additional remarks, just long enough to note they were something to chew on. Remembering he didn't have a breast pocket, the nanites composing his clothing formed into a spring jacket bearing one so he could tuck it inside.

Fathers--the visit from his own dad had left him something similar. A message from the literal beyond, scrawled on a napkin. Those were feelings he didn't need to remember just then.

"Just Five."