The watch is already taken apart in his mind. The layout projected just behind his eye lids much like the holo blueprints Jarvis often projects while Tony's working on his suits. He turns when he's sure he has mapped everything else, taking the small box from Dumm-E's hand.

The bot hangs off out of way and just to the side, curious and waiting to see if his creator has any other need of him acting much like a loyal dog laying at his master's feet.

"She's going to kill you..."

Tony doesn't have to say who 'she' is. Natasha is a force to be reckoned with. No one is foolish enough to argue with that.