The wind billowed, making Tony's loosely styled hair flutter. A pulse of energy with Ororo at its center spread out, and F.R.I.D.A.Y. ran analytics 'Psionic capabilities? Witchcraft? Curioser and curioser.' Whatever it was, Tony could use it.

"More eyes in the sky, a body to test the barrier if you're so bold." No use being coy about it. "I've run headlong into that thing. Not that I'd expect a crash test from anyone else."