Tony couldn't be sure if Felwinter meant he was wrong about the Exo part, or the system part, and only managed to hesitate a second before he was trailing after Felwinter curiously, once again betrayed by his own instincts. He didn't mean to go much closer, either, but the screen activating drew him in further, just another puzzle to solve, eyes narrowed and chin up trying to parse it over Felwinter's shoulder. Some kind of code, judging by its structure, desecrated by holy language; digital, new age crystal golems. Hell of a mix.

"You're the golem," he could at least figure out. Ben probably wouldn't appreciate the application, but it seemed neat enough to Tony. "Who's the autarch? The Traveller?"