[He could absolutely use acting lessons: he can't lie his way out of a paper bag. Not that he'd ever admit it.]

It's not a secret anymore. Not here, anyway. I figured out pretty quickly that too many people knew the other versions of me, [he agrees ruefully.] And, I mean, I showed up in the armor, so it would have been pretty hard to keep it a secret anyway. It's kind of nice, not having to hide it, actually. Makes my life a little easier. A secret identity is a pain in the ass.

[Tony barely even notices the infringing hair - he just instinctively turns the ship a little, scooting it out of harm's way. He's spent enough time in the lab with Pepper leaning over his shoulder and poking at things that such adjustments are second nature.

He's investigated the power core to his satisfaction now, and he looks up at Korra. ] This is what the other Tony had in his heart?!