At Rogue's smile, Tony offered her a dazzling one in return, because it was good that she could have a sense of humour about whatever was coming next. A bit of charm went a long way in this business. She might do okay for herself. If Tony wasn't so naturally affluent himself, he would have been pegged as a tyrannical supervillain long ago. That was when Cassie arrived, and Tony swiftly stood to greet her, one hand on his stomach and the other out to display his new good friend. "Stature, this is Rogue. Rogue, Stature," he introduced as if this was a warm garden party and Rogue wasn't spitting blood. "I would appreciate it if you could keep her in some kind of custody until S.H.I.E.L.D. is prepared for intake again," he explained, stepping away from Rogue and waving Cassie on to take over for him where he was obviously quite unconcerned. He even gave a shrug, and went on, "She promised me she wouldn't be any trouble," throwing a wink to the girl. Still, he explained once he turned away from her, profile to Cassie as he stood beside her, sotto voce, "Flies, super strength, don't let her touch your skin it's a little nasty."