Despite his attempts to keep a straight face, at Steve's look Tony finds himself smirking anyway. No, this definitely hasn't changed. It's a little reassuring in its own way, though, because it's so familiar that it's easy to forget that he's meeting an alternate version of Steve Rogers.

Not that he minds it, really; this whole thing is fascinating to him.

A look of confusion crosses his face at the mention of Hydra, because he doesn't quite understand why they'd have anything to do with his arm, but he just shakes his head. "Nope, my own creation. And I've adjusted it to essentially be a part of the suit by now, so that has its perks."

Like right now. He may not have the suit with him, but if something were to happen then he could use his arm as a weapon. It helps that the power source for the repulsors was imbedded into his chest, too.

With a soft chuckle under his breath at Steve's comment, he shakes his head. "Nope, no bar crawl needed. I don't like my drinks with a side of judgement." He smirks again, teasing, before motioning for him to lead the way. "I'm ready when you are."