Tony stumbles and has to catch himself on his fingertips but doesn't quite fall. There's no time for another dislocated shoulder. "I should start chargin'," he grunts as he rights himself, "Crushin' of this caliber has gotta be worth three times Joop's goin' rate."

He's chuckling under his breath as he kneels beside Pax's frozen form. Gosh, she's great. He wishes he could stay in her mind for longer. But that would mean the real Pax stayed trapped somewhere else.

Delicately, Tony reaches out to take the shiny beetle from Pax's finger.