"What do you mean sheep don't like each other? They aren't that dumb," Admittedly, they are pretty dumb. But not that dumb. This conversation no longer makes sense he wants off the ride.

Tony will just content himself with scrounging around in the fridge, settling on an apple for now. He'll probably end up digging around in there again unless someone stops him.

"Pfeh," Is his only response to the assessment. It'd be rude to argue, but he can't agree either. So he'll just make non-committal noises. Finally he rejoins them, plopping down on the floor to stretch out his legs. He's dirty, doesn't want to get dirt all over Nathan's clean furniture.