Yeah, but that would be too much like asking and not enough like demanding, and I know how much you love me demanding things.

[ he doesn't even look away from the suit to smirk at loki (perhaps that is for the better, he has already been tossed out a window once for sassing the god of-- whatever he's the god of). he does, however, upon being handed something that is distinctly not wrench like, pull back from the armour and pull down the goggles, leaving a lovely streak of grease in the wake of his hand, and blink at the remote.

seriously. he shouldn't be surprised. heaving a sigh, he raises an eyebrow at loki before he tosses the remote on the nearest table and slowly wheels himself off, dragging wires and scattering schematics as he rolled, hand out and making 'gimmie' gestures towards the wrench.]

Well, at least it wasn't a snake, gotta say I'm thankful for that. Now, the wrench?