That was reassuring. Confident enough to remove his helmet, Tony revealed his smirk at the expense of the oddities of the Baxter Building, then hid it in a belated effort of respect by ducking his head to comb his fingers through his curling hair. With the helmet tucked under his arm he said, "Yeah, can we...?" gesturing away from the safety hazard he had caused, possibly towards a still uncomromised lab. They might need it. "Big guy out there wasn't born that way, he got across the city without anyone noticing, so he must have grown. I know only one thing that's stable enough to take control of like that, but I don't think Dr. Pym's been putting it in gift baskets yet," he explained. He wouldn't put it past the crazy genius, though. Tony had known enough Giant People in his life. Pym needed a girlfriend or something to balance him out. Not that it helped Reed much. Maybe yoga. "He's not too thrilled about it, either, so I'm thinking there's got to be a way to destabilize the Pym particles, right? Everybody's happy. Property damage reduced."