The robot bounced in place a few times, then swivelled its camera toward Cal, then BD-1, clearly not entirely sure what either of them were saying to him until he rolled his head all the way back to look to Tony and his wry smile. After that communication, he looked back to BD-1 to give a series of more enthusiastic bounces, until one foot lifted off from the bench in his energy and he went tipping over onto his side.

Tony didn't seem particularly troubled by this development and was already scratching at his beard thoughtfully, considering the problem of the network. It would certainly be nice to have a connection while he was over there and not feel like half of his brain didn't work. "Something is blocking us from just walking into that tunnel," he started, which was just the beginning to the problems they might run into if they were to try to set up relays, and a good symbol for what those problems felt like; a wall between them and any control over their environment. "If you don't think the solution could be local, then you might be better off helping Beck get his satellite off the ground."