With a nod of confidence, Tony joined Felwinter by the door, squatting on his heels with his elbows balanced on his knees like he would help knit these final pieces together. Only, instead of reaching for any part of the mess he crouched in, he waved his hands and answered dismissively, "It should keep the draft out," then seemed to entirely be there just to watch Felwinter intently, studying how he moved while he was trying to focus on something unfamiliar. This much was probably obvious, but it was still very abrupt when he suddenly asked, "Why don't you have a horn?"