Without looking up from his work, Iron Man projected the map he had sketched out the last time he was in Genosha from the light at the centre of his chest, letting the wireframe hover over Steve's body. If he had to hazard a guess, Pietro was back in those cells under the mansion, so he rotated the image and expanded the area. "This was where he was contained," he noted, realizing the situations were slightly different now that Pietro was officially an enemy of the state. Why wouldn't his capture be public knowledge on the island? If anyone but Magneto knew, S.H.I.E.L.D. operatives would have reported the news long ago. That didn't bode well. With a slick, sickening, wet pop, Iron Man pulled the fragment free from the bullet hole he had dug into, and the projected image flickered and went dark. "Cap," he started, short and hard, head still bowed, "he might not even be..."