[He nods at aeronautics, but as Stark goes into his spiel, he can't help but being a little amused. His head quirks to the side and he suggests,] Then you're the face of the inventions as well. [In its own little way, it's a slip: a callback to the division of labour in his own days partnered with Nathan. But it isn't that Finch doesn't respect Howard for it, quite the opposite. Nathan was always an intelligent software engineer, and no doubt this Howard Stark is very smart too, from just the hints of his intelligence he has shown. Rather, Finch doesn't have that skill. It is outside of him. And Finch tends to hold a certain respect for skills he doesn't possess.

Finch changes his mind on the matter of the laptop and instead the mamabird guides the little duckling to a desktop, whose tower he pulls out before him.] It's easier to unscrew the backs of these, and the pieces are less cluttered. [So he pops open the tower and shows the parts pulled together to Howard.

And a little point of curiosity, nudging away at him, sees its opportunity to express itself.]

Would you like to try taking it apart on your own?

[It would be interesting to see what Howard can work out.]