Though he had been moving with practiced confidence to assemble his tower, Tony's building slowed as he frowned and looked irritated with the construct itself, then his focus dropped. He should have done a better investigation under the water before he had dismantled the suit, he should have done it while they still had the ships, he should have done a lot of things without Wesker shaming him into it. "Would be easier to find out if there's a ship down there if we still had a ship," he grumbled. "Send you down on a fishing line, see what bites. Can you tell her not to do that?" His focus was suddenly back, steady on Cayde for maybe a moment too long before it was flitting away uncomfortably. "If you wanted to. Some day. Is it even your choice?"