Hushed Willows Dads leave. No reason to be a pussy about it.

He wasn't one to give up, and Stark immediately admired that trait. He hoped the child would hold onto that trait - keeping on and learning as he grew. Stark gave him a bright smile, the look only fading when it came to the puppy toppling over. He moved closer to nudge him reassuringly, watching as Tambourine fixated on him. Shit. Okay. That was kinda cute. 

Stark wasn't very familiar with being near children. He didn't know what he was supposed to do, how he was expected to behave, but, he would do what he could. The little pup's question was one delivered with the charm of infinite youth, Stark's blue eyes drifting over the two little ears - one up, one down. They'd probably both be upright like normal, but, there was no way to tell so quickly. 

"Hi there. I'm Stark," He said with a grin.