The nothingness is disturbing on several levels. The most alarming of which being the sense of utter helplessness when they suddenly find themselves floating without any footholds. Even the Ghost Zone wasn't this bad, sure gravity didn't work quite right but it still worked in a pattern that could be predicted and learned, but this? Tony flails, desperate to right himself, then realizing he has no idea which way is up just twists uselessly and claws at the air much like a cat tossed into zero gravity.
It's a great relief when the scenery changes, though the chapel motif isn't especially calming Tony's never been happier to have his feet on solid ground. He grips the sword on his back, shifting it briefly as he takes in their surroundings. They don't appear to be in any immediate danger, but that doesn't really mean much if they're in an area that can be so completely changed by their enemy's whim. The lack of escape routes isn't exactly comforting either.
Still, they're not there for a fight, ideally at any rate. Tony's just being prepared. Satisfied that they're not about to come under immediate attack he stuffs his hands in his pockets and saunters along after Lazarus and Nathan. They're probably more suited to talking things out than he is. While Lazarus speaks Tony inches forward to try to catch a glimpse of what the Boy's holding, he'd really not expected him to actually be a kid. Nor everything to look so... sunny and warm.
He's quiet for now, lacking anything particularly helpful to add until the Boy himself so chooses to speak. Or just obliterate them, y'know both could happen.
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It's a great relief when the scenery changes, though the chapel motif isn't especially calming Tony's never been happier to have his feet on solid ground. He grips the sword on his back, shifting it briefly as he takes in their surroundings. They don't appear to be in any immediate danger, but that doesn't really mean much if they're in an area that can be so completely changed by their enemy's whim. The lack of escape routes isn't exactly comforting either.
Still, they're not there for a fight, ideally at any rate. Tony's just being prepared. Satisfied that they're not about to come under immediate attack he stuffs his hands in his pockets and saunters along after Lazarus and Nathan. They're probably more suited to talking things out than he is. While Lazarus speaks Tony inches forward to try to catch a glimpse of what the Boy's holding, he'd really not expected him to actually be a kid. Nor everything to look so... sunny and warm.
He's quiet for now, lacking anything particularly helpful to add until the Boy himself so chooses to speak. Or just obliterate them, y'know both could happen.