When Tony Stark is four years old, he builds his first circuit board. While this—along with his passion for figuring out how everything mechanical works—makes him a very precocious child, he is still a child. A child currently hiding under Howard’s workshop table, brown eyes squinting nervously as he clutches bits of metal and a welding tool close to his chest. Peggy crouches, one hand outstretched and the other on the floor for balance.
“Very good thinking to avoid adults’ sight-lines, darling,” she praises. “But it’s time to place your project to the side and come to dinner.”