It wasn't clear to Tony how committed they were to the stealth mission bit until Cayde was doing his peek, and Tony had to rapidly catch up, sinking down from where the was stretching out in the sunlight like he thought this was more of a music video experience. Settling just over Cayde wasn't much of an improvement, where he could hold Cayde's shoulders like he held the ledge, and peer over his head. As Cayde darted away, Tony lingered again and raised a hand to an imagined earpiece and only half committed to whispering to mission control, "We're moving out," still managing to roll his eyes and twirl a finger like he had to be insubordinate even to an authority he just made up.