They arrived on whatever floor they were going to, and that was when Tony appeared to explain and give them a tour. Miranda was relieved to see he was actually using the crutches he'd been given, and was still wearing the knee brace.
The Jarvis that Tony was on the phone with was not a person, but the English butler that Fury had been talking about. Who was, it turned out, actually a computer.
"No, no," Tony insisted. "He's not a computer. He's an artificial intelligence. AI. He's housed in computers, but he's not just a computer."
Miranda looked around suspiciously. "Okay," she said finally, dragging Ron along by the arm. He'd gotten distracted with examining something, and Tony was about to leave them behind.
"These will be your quarters," he told them, when the lift let them out on a ridiculously high floor.
"What will?" Ron asked, and Tony shot him a glance.
"This," he repeated, gesturing around him. Miranda glanced at what he was pointing to. There was a living room, and she could spot a dining room through an archway. There was a hallway that she suspected housed bedrooms, and bathrooms, and a kitchen on the other side of the dining room.
"The whole floor?" Ron asked, trying to wrap his head around it. Miranda was awed indeed. It was a step up from the flat that SHIELD had provided for them, and about ten steps up from their flat in London. She was feeling quite spoiled.
"Um, yeah, duh," Tony said. "There are two of you. Everyone else is just one person to a floor. Why, does it not work? This was just what I had. I can redesign it if you want, make it work better for you-"
"Tony," Miranda said firmly, interrupting the rambling. Tony rambled when he didn't know what else to say, and (he would deny if asked) when he was nervous. "This is perfect. Thank you."
Tony stumbled over his words, but recovered quickly. "Of course it is. Anyway, you've got your kitchen over here..." he walked away faster than anyone on crutches should be able to, and they had to jog to catch up as Tony continued on the tour.
It didn't end at their floor. Miranda left Ron behind when Tony took her to the medical floor, which was just below all the living quarters. It was just as equipped as SHIELD, albeit smaller, since it was really only meant for treating six people, and not an entire organization.
He pointed out all of the latest tech, bragging in a roundabout way, and Miranda admired everything accordingly. Tony also pointed her to the most updated medical files he had on all of the Avengers, which no doubt involved hacking, government secrets, and a number of illegal methods. Of course, she could deny any knowledge of that if pressed, and she was thankful. Like Steve had said, it was nearly impossible to treat someone if you didn't know their history, and the Avengers had very interesting histories indeed.
He also took her to the communal floor where most of them spent a good portion of their time, the gym, the shooting range where Clint practically lived (or so Tony claimed), the pool, a number of labs and workshops, as well as a garage that held an impressive collection of cars.
Her definite favourite was Tony's workshop, where she met his children. His children being robots with limited intelligence that were completely and utterly adorable, who he spoke to with an exasperated fondness.
"Dum-E, no she is not on fire, you cannot spray her."
Miranda crouched down next to the robot, apparently named Dum-E, who was brandishing a fire extinguisher like its life depending on it.
"Guys, this is Miranda. She's nice, so let's try to not kill her, okay?" Tony turned his attention to Miranda. "Okay, rule one of the workshop. Never ever accept anything food related that they make for you. Ever. I learned that lesson the hard way. U made me a smoothie with motor oil once." He made a disgusted face. "Not good."
"I did?" she asked, confused.
"No, my robot U. Like, the letter. See, look, he has his name written on him and everything."
Tony pointed it out to her, and indeed he did. She also made a note of his pronoun usage. Apparently his robots were male.
The tour seemed to end there, because Tony got distracted with something that Butterfingers did. (She really had to find out where those names came from, because none of them were very flattering.)
She excused herself, and he barely waved a hand at her, and Jarvis helped her back to her floor.