As the school week came to an end, the weekend sun shined through Ajax's window. She peaked an eye open before shifting awake and reaching for her phone from her nightstand, a text from Harry waiting for her. She cocked a brow, her heart sinking, thinking the worst as she opened the text.

Harry:
"Good morning, was just checking to see if noon would alright and if I should pick you up?"

Ajax smiled to herself reading the text before typing back a quick response.

Ajax:
"Morning, noon is great and I have a ride. I'll meet you there. The one on 56th, yeah?"

Ajax stretched, Harry responded with a simple "that's the one" and a smiley emoji. Ajax smiled to herself as she got out of bed and made her way through the tower and to the kitchen where she found Tony and Pepper. Pepper was grabbing her coffee, dressed professionally as usual when she was set to work.

"Mornin'." Ajax said as she took a seat at the barstool.

"Good morning." Pepper smiled. "Okay, I'm off. You two get along, please and don't set the house on fire. Literally." She glances at Ajax but stared at Tony, making Ajax let out a chuckle and smirk.

"Bye, Pepper." Ajax says as Pepper leaves after kissing Tony goodbye. "So, need a ride in about two hours."

Tony turns to look Ajax, Ajax smiling wide. "Where to?"

"Coffee shop on 56th."

Tony quirks a brow. "And why do you need a ride there of all places?"

"Gotta date." Ajax's smile widens before it fades and she scrunches her face. "Kind of, more of a hang out but that's not really the point."

"Who's the unlucky person?" Tony quips.

"Harry Osborn."

Tony freezes, his coffee mug to his mouth. "Osborn?"

"Mhm." Ajax hums. "He goes to my school apparently."

Tony rests his mug on the counter. "Why him?"

"Do you really want to talk boys?"

Tony sighs but his eyes are slightly narrowed. "You're up to something."

"Nope." Ajax says, holding an innocent smile.

"Yeah, I know you're really up to something because you're always planning something in that brain of yours so fess up."

"Tell Peter I got an upgrade for him when I get back."

Tony's brows furrow as he puts his hand. "You have an upgrade? What have you been doing?"

"You said I'm up to something. I've got a few new webshooter combinations for him." Ajax holds a straight face as she bites the inside of her cheek.

"Okay," Tony shakes his head. "Let's back up. First, you aren't supposed to be coming up with any upgrades for anything. That's your punishment."

Ajax rolls her eyes remembering Tony's lecture when she told him about Peter and her knowing about each other. With Peter being at the tower regularly for his very light training, it was just easier for her to come clean and she also did it just to spite the two of them. Ajax was pissed and just screamed that she told Peter. Tony followed it with demanding she tell him the entire story and she did. She did it in a way to almost brag to him that he can't control her but she told him and now she's being punished for it.

"Second, I thought you were mad at him?"

"Teenagers." Ajax shrugs.

"C'mon, kid." Tony crosses his arms.

Ajax licks her lips. "I am. I am mad at him. I just...I don't know. I was bored and I thought of some more that he might need. Being mad and wanting him dead are two different things."

Tony watches her and he sees the look in her eyes. It's the same look filled with heartache and fear, touches of anger. He knows because it's the same look he gets when he's stuck in the lab all night because he can't sleep. He's not bored, he tinkers when he can't sleep and he can't sleep because of the nightmares and the fear that everything will plummet again. Ajax has the same look.

"C'mon, Tony. I've gone like a solid two weeks without calling you Asshat. Just, please, let me go and tell Peter he has to come by today."

Tony shakes his head. "I don't think you should go with Mr. Osborn."

"I don't blame you, ya know?" Ajax says, swallowing her pride, diverting the conversation. "I mean, I do but I do it because if I don't then I can only blame some strangers and myself because I know that it's my fault and you can stand here and you tell me it isn't because I was young and stupid but I know better. I know better than to just...just walk off with strangers but I did it anyway and now Dad is dead. I blame you because it's easier than blaming myself."

Tony takes in a deep breath. "We are doing this. Okay," He nods and walks over to the side of Ajax. "It isn't your fault." He says matter of factly. "It's never been your fault and it won't be regardless of what you think."

"Yeah, well." Ajax says. "You blame yourself for Rhodey." Tony gives Ajax a disapproving look. "I-I didn't mean it that way. I mean," Ajax scrunches her face. "That wasn't your fault. Technically, it was Sam's. But then that would make it Steve's but then that also makes it the entire government's because of the Accords. I'm just saying, you blame yourself for Rhodey and it's not your fault."

"You're telling me this so I'll let you go."

Ajax chuckles. "Is it working?"

"No." Tony shakes his head and walks back to the other side of the barstool.

"It's true. Like, I'm not lying...for once." Ajax admits. "It's true but yeah I am admitting shit so you'll let me go. Isn't that how it works? I start telling you things and you let me do things so I don't go behind your back? I don't like living here but I don't wanna be homeless either."

Tony chuckles and he nods. "You are just like your father." Tony holds the bridge of his nose. "Tell me what you're up to and I'll you go."

"I'll tell you what I'm up to when I can." Ajax bites the inside of her cheek.

"Nope."

"Okay, I'll tell you...some of it but after I meet with Harry. I have to see him first. Please, trust me for like two seconds." Tony stays silent as if waiting for Ajax to start blowing up but she remains calm. "I'll shake on it."

Tony's brows raise with surprise. "Alright." He walks forward and takes her hand.

"You have my word."

"And you have an hour."

"That's all I need." Ajax smiles and hops down from her seat. "Thanks." She smiles at Tony before rushing off to her room to get ready.

Ajax hops in the shower and does her normal routine. She does her hair a little nicer than what she normally does for school, keeping it in a loose braid hanging down her left shoulder. She does her makeup, making sure it's perfect. She wanted to make a nice impression even though she'd been talking to Harry every night since that day at lunch. He texts her morning and night and then throughout the day. Ajax would be lying if she didn't like the attention he was giving her and it did help her keep Peter in the back of her head. Harry is a nice distraction.

Before Ajax knew it, it was time to head to the coffee shop. Happy was driving her and with her luck, Tony was having Happy keep an eye on her. It didn't surprise Ajax one bit. She would have been sure Tony had lost his mind had he not asked Happy to watch over her.

Ajax entered the coffee shop and Harry was already seated but the second he saw her, he stood from his seat and walked to the other side of the table to pull out her chair. Ajax blushed in response but took the offer and sat.

"I already got your coffee." Harry gives a charming smile as he takes a seat and slides the coffee towards Ajax.

"You don't waste any time, do you?" Ajax jokes as she takes a sip of the coffee. Harry had asked her while she was on her way what her coffee order was, insisting he have it ready by the time she arrived. He was a gentleman.

Harry smirks as he looks to the table and back to Ajax. "Yeah, I wanted to make sure I'd have plenty of time to talk to you."

"We talk every day." Ajax retorts.

"Okay, okay," Harry puts his hands up in defense. "I like talking to you though. You're interesting."

"Yeah, I like talking to you, too." Ajax's cheeks start to hurt as she notices how much she's smiling.

"So, you're an artist, huh?" Harry takes a sip of his own coffee.

"How'd you know that?" Ajax quirks a brow but doesn't let her smile drop.

"I saw you at lunch, you were drawing when I walked over."

"Oh, duh." Ajax chuckles. "Yeah, it's a thing I do."

"What do you like to draw?" Harry asks and Ajax can't help but debate on telling him. She had no problems telling Peter, Ned, or Gwen. She loved showing her art off but something about telling Harry felt strange. Her and Peter never even said they liked each other but Harry felt like this rebound even though he wasn't. That wasn't the intent. Yet, Ajax felt a little weird about it. However, she shoved it aside and decided she needed to share with him anyway.

"Disasters." Ajax smirks. "Darkness, uh, things with bad intentions."

"Disasters?" Harry questions.

"Yeah, tornadoes, fires, The Níðhöggr Scandinavia."

Harry's brows furrow as he leans in. "I'm sorry, but, what is that?"

"Ah," Ajax says, her smirk turning to smile as she meets Harry in the middle of the table. "Powerful dragon that chews at the roots of the World Tree in hopes to destroy all nine realms of Norse mythology."

"Tell me more." Harry is only an inch away from Ajax's face, his eyes bright and full of wonder.

"Niflheim, Muspelheim, my personal favorite since it's home to the fire giants, Asgard, Midgard, Jotunheim, Vanaheim, Alfheim, Svartalfheim, and last, but definitely not least, the place where murderers, dishonored dead, thieves and such end up: Helheim." Ajax whispers the nine realms and Harry hangs onto every word.

"Why is the home of the fire giants your favorite?" Harry asks, a cornered smile now taking over his face.

"I've a got a thing for fire." Ajax licks her lips as she feels Harry shift closer to her. Her heart starts pounding and it takes everything in her not to move away from him but she wouldn't need to back away.

Harry's eyes went wide as he looked at the large window behind Ajax. "Move!" Harry yells and grabs Ajax's arms, pulling her to the floor of the cafe while people around them moved and screamed.

Ajax turned to see Peter, his identity hidden behind his mask and under the spidey suit, stopping a bus from crashing through the window and killing everywhere inside. She takes a deep breath as Peter's arms visibly loosen as the bus is at a complete stop, everyone safe from the disaster. Ajax's attention was pulled away from the spider-boy, however. Harry still had a hold of her arms and she could feel his rage as if it were her own. A normal person would be terrified and then relieved but all Ajax feels is fury.

"Uh, you okay?" She asks as she turns to face Harry.

"Yeah, yeah." He says, shaking his head once. "Are you? I grabbed you pretty hard." Harry plays cool, calm, and collected as his grip loosens and he helps Ajax on her feet.

"You seem...pissed?" Ajax asks as she turns her head, following Harry's stare to Peter who was helping people off the bus.

"No, no. We just almost died." Harry tries to play it off but Ajax sees through him.

"He's annoying, huh?" Ajax quirks a brow, jerking her head to Peter.

Harry chuckles. "He just has to be in the way of everything."

"Yeah, you don't like it?"

"It's not his place." Harry says, his voice remaining calm but there's a darkness lingering in his eyes and a soft scowl etched across his face. He had utter disdain for Peter.

"He should really stay home." Ajax agrees, gauging Harry's response.

"Exactly," Harry gives Ajax a corned smile. "No one asked for his help and he tends to get people hurt or killed in the process. It'd be nice if he got a taste of his own doing sometime."

Ajax nods, looking back to Peter, catching a glimpse of Happy walking through the crowd. "Too bad there isn't anyone to put him in his place." Ajax looks back to Harry.

"Yeah, too bad." Harry's voice is distant, emotionless as he watches Peter swing off.

"Jax." Happy calls from behind the pair.

"Babysitter wants me, probably to make sure I don't get crushed by a bus." Ajax chuckles and Harry stifles a laugh, his eyes landing on hers. "This was nice, we should do it again."

"I'd be a pleasure." Harry goes back to his charming smile. "I'll text you in a little bit."

"Okay." Ajax bites her lip before removing herself from Harry and going to Happy, Harry waving as the two walked away.

"He's too charming." Happy whispers as the two walk to the car.

"He's perfect." Ajax gives a wide smile and Happy's sour face doesn't budge.

"You think he's better than Parker?" Happy asks once they're in the car.

"He's rich and he's not Spider-Man and he's charming and the literal opposite of Peter."

"Ah, I understand." Happy smirks, glancing at Ajax in the rearview mirror.

"Sure, you do, Happy." Ajax gives him a thumbs up while sinking into the backseat.

Happy takes Ajax back to the tower, Ajax content listening to music and texting Harry on the way. He's since calmed down over just seeing Spider-Man save his and her life. It was a bit strange for him to be angry that his life was spared but Ajax wasn't going to question it. Some people hated Spider-Man and what he did for the exact reasons Harry did. Sometimes, people die like Gwen's dad. People die in result of heroes. It comes with the job and that's just not right and something should be done. A punishment handed out.

When Ajax got back to the tower, she went straight to her room to grab her sketchbook and her laptop before heading down to the lab. She needed to make a few adjusts on the webshooter coding she'd upgraded and if she were in the lab, she knew Tony would leave her alone. If Tony started badgering her about Harry, he'd be onto her and she couldn't let that happen. Ajax had a plan and this plan had to go exactly perfectly right otherwise it would be catastrophic for everyone.

Ajax sits in the lab, comfortably in her seat with the coding pulled up and the test shooters on her wrists with one of the web fluid cartridges in place. She used them the same way Peter did and everything seemed to be working fine but she kept checking. It was going to come to Peter understanding them and KAREN being on the same page.

As Ajax shot a web that hit DUM-E, Peter came into the lab.

"H-hey." Peter says.

Ajax yells in response, quickly turning to face him and a web nearly hitting him but his reflexes got him out of the way in time.

"Can you knock?" Ajax hisses.

Peter's face contorts in annoyance. "Mr. Stark said you were down here and FRIDAY let me in."

"Shouldn't you know better than to sneak up on people though? Especially me? Remember what happened last time?"

"Y-yeah, yeah, of course." Peter says as he looks to the ground but his eyes trail up to Ajax's arms. "He got you?"

"Huh?" Ajax furrows her brows.

Peter nods his head towards her arms. "There's already bruising."

"Yeah, I bruise easy and then it heals pretty quick. It should be gone tomorrow and-wait. You were outside that coffee shop, weren't you? That's how you saved our asses." Ajax's blood starts to boil as she stares Peter down.

"H-he's bad,..he's bad news. I'm just-I'm just looking out for you."

Ajax grits her teeth as she walks up to Peter. "Listen to me," She puts her hands on his shoulders, instantly picking up on his fear and determination. "It's fine. I can handle myself with some boy. Leave well enough alone. We. Aren't. Friends."

"We were." Peter mumbles.

"Okay, yeah and then I told you I murdered people and then we both stopped talking to each other. Did I really did to give you a rundown of those events or?" Ajax quips.

"No." Peter shakes his head as Ajax lets her hands drop.

"Fuck," Ajax sighs. "I'm sorry. You scared the shit out of me and I'm tired of being scared all the damn time and I'm tired of everyone telling me what's good and what's bad for me. I just...I want to do something on my own for once without being watched like a damn hawk, alright? So, I'm sorry. Thanks for saving my ass today, really. I don't want to be squished."

"It's okay." Peter says, his voice quiet and all Ajax can feel is guilt, the same guilt that eats away at her anytime she snaps at Peter. They don't even talk and he still makes her feel guilty.

"C'mon, got some stuff you need to try. You got your suit?" Ajax turns to go back to her workbench.

"You're uh, you're not coming with anything that'll kill me, right?" Peter asks, taking his backpack off and having a seat beside Ajax.

Ajax freezes and looks at him. "Do you really think I'd rig your webshooters to kill you?" Peter stays silent and Ajax scoffs."Yeah, I guess I deserve that." Ajax shrugs as she connects the suit to her system. "They won't seem like much but there's a reason Tony doesn't know exactly what I'm doing."

"This sounds pretty bad, AJ..." Peter says, watching Ajax's fingers brush over her keyboard.

"Mhm, kind of. That's part of why I'm doing it and Tony isn't and that's why I had you come by anyway. I needed to talk to you." Ajax says all while her eyes never leave her screen and her voice stays level, holding no emotion.

Peter's heart starts to pick up with Ajax's words.He's spent the last few days avoiding Ajax at all costs and spending as much time with Gwen and Ned as he could and while they're both great distractions, any time Peter had some downtime, he found himself gritting his teeth over Ajax going out with Harry. He couldn't focus and maybe it was because he knew Harry was a bad guy or maybe it was that while he had feelings for Gwen, they weren't like what he felt towards Ajax. Maybe it was both. But regardless of what it was, he can't seem to shake her, no matter how hard he tries. He hoped that Ajax would be coming around.

Maybe they could talk it all out and she had more to explain. Peter, he wants to believe that Ajax isn't some monster and he doesn't think she is. He thinks she made mistakes and while he disagrees with them and that's the reason he stopped talking to her in the first place, there's this larger part of him that will forgive her because she was young. She's young and an orphan and her life is a mess and there's so much he doesn't know that there has to be more to her murders. There has to be.

"Okay." Peter says.

"Stay away from Gwen." Ajax says softly.

"What?" Peter shakes his head.

"You said I should stay away from her, ya know, safety and shit which is true. She shouldn't be around me. Neither should Ned. Those two don't need me. Ned is your guy in the chair though so you need him. But, Gwen, you don't need her. You need to stay away from her."

"T-that's...that's insane. No! I can't stay away. She's my best friend! She'll never forgive me and you can't just-"

"Peter!" Ajax cuts him off, her stare quickly turning on him. "She's going to get hurt or worse if you don't stay away from her. Tell her everything and stay away from her." Ajax warns.

Peter can sense the mood and Ajax emotions. There's something deeper within her words. It's not a jealousy thing. There's no spite. She's onto something and Peter knows she's not going to tell him.

"I-I, I don't...she's my friend." Peter says, as if clarifying his feelings.

"Mhm, yeah, gathered. Now, put on your webshooters and I'm gonna make sure they still work with KAREN and everything and you're gonna tell Gwen and stay away from her and you're gonna tell Ned to watch his back."

Peter does as Ajax says, him wanting to just lay out everything that's going through his head. Peter still doesn't know Ned told her about Gwen's dad, how he really died so all he wants to do is level with her and make amends. Explain to her that he can't just ditch Gwen, not just because she's his best friend but because he promised her dad he'd keep her safe. How is he supposed to keep her safe if he stays away from her? Keeping her safe and not telling her about Spider-Man and being there for her when she needs him. Running away would just hurt her.

"What do the new combinations do?" Peter asks as his webshooters attach to his wrists.

"That's for you to figure out." Ajax smirks as Peter stands up.

"What's the point in making sure they work then?"

"Isn't part of the fun of having five hundred and eighty-seven webshooter combinations figuring out what they do for yourself?"

Peter blushes and looks to the webshooters. "Yeah, I guess."

"Here." Ajax hands Peter a small earpiece. "Keep that in your ear and you'll always be connected to KAREN just like Tony was to JARVIS and is to FRIDAY. Trust me, it'll come in handy."

Peter takes it and puts it his ear, KAREN's voice coming through immediately and Peter smiles. "Why are doing this?"

"I can't tell you." Ajax shakes her head.

Peter scoffs and goes to shoot one of his webs before Ajax rushes up and puts his arm down.

"What?"

"Try the ice one." Ajax says.

"Uh...okay?" Peter's brows furrow before he starts talking. "Ice...web?" He looks at Ajax through the corner of his eyes, unsure.

He goes to shoot the web and it comes out from the webshooter just like any other web but the second it attaches to one of the walls, it turns to ice. Ajax smiles to herself and crossed her arms.

"Fire is my thing but ice is helpful. Won't kill anyone but it can do some damage." Ajax smiles at Peter and he smiles back, the blush spreading across his entire face.

"What do the others do?" Peter asks, a wide, amused smile lighting up the room, something she's truly missed seeing.

"You know that your webs are water resistant, right?" Ajax uncrosses her arms.

"Yeah." Peter raises a brow.

"One of them isn't now. It sounds nuts and like it'll get you killed but it won't. It'll help. Look, some shit is gonna go down. I know it. You know it. I'm helping you be better prepared for when that shit does go down."

"You know that your webs are water resistant, right?" Ajax crosses her arms.

"Yeah..." Peter raises a brow.

"One of them isn't now. It sounds nuts and like it'll get you killed but it won't. It'll help. Look, some shit is gonna go down. I know it. You know it. I'm helping you be better prepared for when that shit does go down."

Peter stares Ajax down trying to figure out whatever she was going on about. He knew there was something, there was always something. But, the way Ajax is talking, it's bigger than what he expects but how would she know? She pays attention, sure, but that doesn't mean she would know Peter would be in danger, so much danger that he shouldn't even be around his friends.

"What's going on?" Peter sighs.

"For your own safety, I'm not gonna tell you." Ajax remains firm.

Peter hangs his head for a few seconds before looking back to her. "If it's dangerous, you shouldn't be involved."

"If I'm not, you die."

Peter groans and throws his arms out. "You know what, AJ? All you do is say you don't want to hurt me and then you do. You say you're dangerous and you proved it by telling me about your murders but wouldn't that make me dangerous? I've killed people. God!" Peter's hands go to his hair as he just continues to lay into Ajax. "What is going on? You care or you don't. You can't care one second and then not the next. If....if you don't want to be around me, fine and I get that me leaving you out to dry wasn't right and I'm sorry, I am. I really am but I didn't know what else to do. I never know what to do around you because you're in my head and I can't get you out and you make everything loud and I can't think straight! So please just this once, tell me what's going on and what your real intentions are."

Ajax's jaw drops at Peter's outburst. She's wrong. This is not going to end well and Peter has every right to know what she's up to. Everyone does. In fact, the right decision would be to tell Tony. Have Tony help because she's just teenage who can control elements and Peter is just a teenager with weird spider-powers. They're just kids and Ajax is not going to let Peter fight it alone but part of trying to keep him safe might be having to play him like a fiddle.

Or, maybe, he does need a little give.

"I give a rat's ass about you and you have to trust me and when it's all said and done, I'll tell you everything. Anything you want to know? Go for it. Scar on my side, I'll tell you. Details on my dad's death, you got it. How do I know what's going to happen? Done deal. Whatever you want to know, I will tell you and I will be annoyed and wanting to punch you in the face but I'll tell you. I'll tell you because I care about your damn safety and I give a fucking shit about you, P. So, for all that is good, listen to me!"

Peter bites his bottom lip and nods his head. "Alright." Peter says. "Fine, how long?"

"How long what?"

"How long until...I don't know." Peter shrugs. "Whatever you're talking about is over."

"Hopefully soon. I-I don't have a timeline." Ajax gives an unsure smile, showing her hesitance.

"So, I have to tell Gwen that I'm Spider-Man and that I have to stay away from her until further notice? That's not right." Peter shakes his head in disapproval.

"No," Ajax agrees. "You tell her that but then you blame it on me. You tell her that I know some shit and I'm telling you to keep your distance. Make up whatever the hell you want. I'll take all the blame for it."

"Why? I-I called you selfish just a few days ago." Peter confusion is evident in wrinkles of his forehead. 

"Did you not get the part where I just said I care about you? I'm making milestones today and that's a big one." Ajax rolls her eyes. "And yeah, well, everyone can be selfish. You're not wrong." She chortles.

It takes everything in Peter's body not to counter her argument. He already knew that. He already knew she cared because he can feel it. Yeah, it's all really confusing and Peter sits in denial more than he should but it's there and Ajax might be able to control her voice and facial expressions but she can't control the chemicals her body produces. The very things Peter can pick up on and is still trying to understand fully. But, then again, she did admit it to him. He wants to believe her. It's just, she hasn't given him any reason to and for all he knows, this is some elaborate setup. Ajax has proven she can be a few steps ahead if she needs to. Living at the tower will make that a bit easier.

"You don't have to accept it or anything. I'm just looking out for you." Ajax shrugs her shoulders, honesty drenching her words.

"Fine," Peter says as an idea comes to his head. "Then you can't be around Harry."

"I have to be around Harry." To Peter's surprise, Ajax doesn't raise her voice or grow defensive. "I have to. And I think you know why. But we've got someone looking over us and it would be horrible if someone else knew. This stays between us."

"How do you know?" Peter asks.

"If I tell you anything else, you'll have a tell. You're not subtle. Look, for the moment, we're not talking. We'll talk after this whole thing goes down. But, now we aren't unless your suit needs something. Don't call me. Don't text me. Nothing. Okay?"

"I've got a bad feeling about this, AJ."

"Yeah, me, too, P but we'll have to suck it up and hope for the best. Now, get to testing out your new webshooter combos, alone away from other people and then tell Gwen and if she has a problem, send her here and I'll take whatever she's got." Ajax notices Tony coming down the stairs behind Peter. "Don't tell Tony, please." Ajax says through her teeth.

Peter looks over his shoulder. "Okay, okay. We're fine then? Ya know, after this?"

"If anyone asks, I want you dead." Ajax sticks out her hand and flashes Peter a soft smile.

"Right." Peter chuckles.

"Mr. Parker." Tony says as he approaches the teenagers.

"H-hey, Mr. Stark." Peter releases Ajax's hand and beams up at Tony. "I was just leaving. Thanks again. I know you hate me." Peter rolls his eyes at Ajax before running off.

"He knows that wasn't subtle, right?" Tony asks.

It's Ajax's turn to roll her eyes. "I want to say yes but it's Peter."

"Seems the two fo you have fixed things, that right?" Tony moves on as he looks at Ajax's laptop.

"No." She says shortly, closing the laptop on Tony's fingers.

"Ow." Tony jerks his hand away. "What did I interrupt then?"

"Mutual ground. We don't fight here." Ajax says.

"Okay, how was your coffee date? Happy said there was an incident."

"Yeah, yeah there was. Go Spider-Boy, saving the day as usual. Anyway, I need a favor." Ajax ditches the Peter topic, fearing to say too much.

"Now what do you need? You're supposed to be telling me what's going on."

"Right." Ajax says slowly, remembering their conversation from earlier. "Yeah, about that so there's this thing that's going to go down and ya know, I've been great if you think about it and-"

"You're rambling." Tony cuts her off, brows raised and arms crossed, one hand gesturing for her to get to her point.

"I need you...to build me a suit."