Her eyelids flutter the faintest bit at the touch of their fingers, gaze dipping down to their hands for a beat before flying back up to meet his, refocusing on the conversation.

"Not really," she confesses with a small smile. "I suppose I just never really thought of that. Or paid attention." She thinks about it for a moment, tipping her head. "They make Iron Man stuff, too. Come on. Kids love you."