Tony sighed, and nodded his head, "Alright, fine. Just tell me what you have in mind." He told her. It was one thing to hate something, but this was an idea. Though would he recommend it? Probably not, but Roslyn was trying to help, so he had to be nice about it. Soon enough, he looked to see Roslyn's phone beep to which he shrugged, "I dunno, their company is rather enjoyable actually. Haven't had people or friends like that in my life. It was kind of mundane if you think about it." he shrugged. Sighing, Tony leaned back to lie down on his bed and stare up at the ceiling. "If they want to come over again, it's fine. I don't mind it. I mean, sure it can be uncomfortable and whatnot, but it's fun."<br/><br/>He took one of his pillows and began to toss it into the air while lying down, catching it, and throwing it up again. It's like he didn't really care what went on right now. He was just, alright with it, and being like that seemed to make Tony more and more open about things. Guess it just took a little bit to break through that 'shyness' barrier. And truth be told, he had a very sweet personality. Maybe a little protective, like what happened yesterday when he saved Roslyn's life, though he was also one to regret. But he was such a nice guy, talented, and almost perfect body that was covered in wounds. He took on a lot in his life, that's for sure.