Tony generally tried not to get too carried away with it, but sometimes a man just had to take his suit of armor and go for a joyride. Being in the armor genuinely did soothe his nerves more than a little, which was something he tried not to think about too hard. He'd been accused of having too many attachment issues as it was.

But flying generally lower than he liked, thanks to the forcefield, meant that he at least got an excellent view of the fight going on below, once the sensors pulled his attention to it. Something about a girl beating up a group of men would do that. But she...seemed to be holding her own. Better than, really. No reason to step in.

He did keep an eye on her, though, if nothing else than because that definitely wasn't baseline human movement. When she finally came to a stop, he gave into the urge to duck in closer.

"That's probably because it's Jersey," he said as he dropped gently down a little bit away from her. Let's not startle the apparent super-human.