Seeing Cayde without any of his armor was almost as staggering as seeing him phase through the ceiling, leaving Tony staring and easily slapped by the suit that fell into a lump with the head on his lap.

"Probably," was Tony's most coherent answer for what the box might have been for. He didn't feel qualified to make a hypothesis on what could have been inside, between the prevalent magic and general...alien-ness of the planet. "He didn't seem to know who it was actually for--...am I dead, did we die? Is this some kind of--could you always do that?"