To be fair, there wasn't much to be frightened of. Not usually. The ghosts tended to mind their own or play rudimentary tricks most days and even now, with the power out and the shadows playing tricks -- well. Tony wasn't really worried about what was lurking in the places he couldn't see.
Her island wasn't one he'd heard of, but at this point that wasn't abnormal -- people came from places that weren't even remotely in his world. Multiple dimensions remained fascinating.
"Huh," he decided on after a second. "And here I am, only half Italian. Not nearly as good a story at a cocktail party. Tell you what, I have a feeling you'd get on with a few of my friends." Tony had a habit of making pals with Demi-Gods, apparently. "But it never hurts to meet an. engineer who can fix whatever tech it is you decide you want to figure out on a particular day."