Directly towards his so-called twin. Almost like he knows exactly where to find him—but Kite has been with Tony the whole time, hasn't she?

His mun cannot spell "unerringly" and should clearly sleep.

When he reaches Tony's seat, he does not in point of fact grab his leg. He climbs out of the space between the benches instead. Tony informs him that he is a fucking nutjob; he laughs and takes a seat in a more normal fashion. Tony picks dead grass out of his hair and complains about what an embarrassment he is. Business as usual with the Stark boys.