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The shield came down and then......nothing. Tony blinked for a moment and slowly sat up. A woman babbled at him for a moment and gave him some things, but Tony's focus was on the fact that he wasn't dead yet. Steve had meant to kill him. The idea made Tony freeze and start to shiver. He tried to take in a breath but found he couldn't. A panic attack, he recognized the signs. He started shaking more and he backed up until he hit a wall. He struggled to breath and take in something that would help calm him down, but it wasn't working and he was just getting more terrified. "Pep..per," he managed, "sor..ry."

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Grace had been standing near the door watching the platform with wide eyes and hopeful wonder. She prayed with all her heart that her father might be the next to appear on the platform but when it wasn't she'd feel her heart sink deeper into her chest.

The man who did appear didn't look well. She pushed away her own fears and pains and ran towards him.

"Are you alright?" Bright hazel eyes looked up at Tony as she knelt on the ground at his side. Her hood was pulled protectively around her head but that didn't obscure the concerned look of a very young girl.

Airy was getting used to saying the same thing with each new arrival. She felt awful that she had to greet them and that they were stuck here but at least they were safe. It was small things that made Airy happy and she'd try her best to make sure that everyone here would find their way home again.

When Tony arrived she thought it would be the same as before. Handing over the phone and telling him what she knew about the situation. What she hadn't expected was for the man to have a panic attack. She recognized what was happening quickly, there were many here who'd been affected by traumatic events, and tried to think of a way to help.

"Hey, calm down. It'll be okay. I can call a doctor or would you rather have water or something?" She bit her lower lip trying to remember what Gus had said to her when she was freaking out. "Hey, what's your name? I'm Airy. I help with stuff here...like um... I made a forest. Tell me what you do. Focus on that okay?" She was at a loss of what else to say.

Ezri had returned to this era with her tricorder in attempt to get a better reading on the anomaly that brought her here. She wasn't expecting to find a man in some sort of damaged, malfunctioning environmental suit. Her tricorder beeped, flashing ifesign readings on the display screen as she rushed over to the iron-suited individual.

"Hey, are you okay in there?"

Tony forces himself to look at the woman in front him. "Panic attack," he says hoarsely, "I'll be okay in a minutes. Don't touch the suit it might spark and hurt you."

Tony shook his head terrified. Doctors would ask questions, questions Tony wasn't ready to answer. "Need to calm down....feel safe. friend was trying to hurt me. Don't touch the armor or it might spark and hurt you." He wished Friday was working, her soothing voice would be able to calm him down. Part of him wished for Steve, despite everything Steve was the rock the Avengers were built on and Tony always used him like a fulcrum when the terror was at its worst.

Airy retracted her palms looking a little bit nervous at the amour. Her brain was tumbling over thoughts and it took a great deal of effort for her to calm herself down enough to think.

"Okay, I won't call anyone." Knowing that it was his friend made her more worried but she wanted to focus on calming him down first. "How about this. Tell me about your favorite place in the world. Anywhere. Just imagine that you're there, maybe it'll help. I mean... tell me about it but explain it like you're thinking about it."

She really hoped she was making sense.

Ezri switches gears, sliding her tricorder back into its holster at her hip. A panic attack is something she knows how to deal with.

"I wasn't planning on it." She smiles gently, stepping a bit closer. "Background in engineering. Any good engineer knows not to go near damaged electrical components without the proper equipment. Though I have to say, I'm impressed that you're managing to stay safely inside it. That'd be the built in safety protocols, right?"

Tony nodded. "Nanites in my bloodstream," he says, "they talk to the armor and allow me to control it even when my AI is down. If my blood pressure is too high the bots won't release me from the suit otherwise the pieces will fly all over."

Tony smiles and starts talking without having to really think about it. "New York....Avengers tower. It used to be Stark tower because I'm a diva or so people say. It's the home away from home for my friends....at least they used to be my friends."

Tony felt his chest loosen and he took in a few slow breaths. "I...panic attack...be careful armor is sparking and I don't want it to hurt you." He is suddenly reminded of Harley and he hopes someone from the Avengers takes care of the kid and doesn't mess with the financial situation he'd set up. "Name's Tony."

Airy nodded her head. "Good, what's it look like inside. Like the material the floor is made out of or the walls?"

She had a point to asking that and she really hoped that she might be able to pull off her plan.

Grace sat perfectly still with her small hands resting lightly in her lap. She wanted Tony with a curious eye but said nothing in regards to his armour. She's never seen any armour like that before.

"Hello Tony. My name is Grace." She paused, her brows furrowing. "Are you worried? It's safe here. They've been taking care of me and I know they'll take care of you." She hoped that her words might ease his panic.

"Genius," she compliments as she takes a step closer. "That's one way of ensuring that you don't get blown to bits. I've heard horror stories of helmets coming off before environmental suits have been properly depressurized. Never ends well. At least, not without a trip to sickbay."

She takes a knee once she's close enough, kneeling next to the iron-suited man. "I'm Ezri."

Tony looks up and manages a smile."Tony...Stark," he says, "thanks for the compliment haven't been getting many of them lately." He stares at his hands for a moment. "What kind of name is that? Ezri."

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