There were more than enough reasons not to give teenaged sociopaths the training, skills and fucking gall to steal and subvert, but 'taking possession of a world breaking cosmic power' earned a place on the list. Luckily, that the kid hadn't done anything with the Cosmic Cube as far as they could tell suggested to Tony that Nick was likely behind the whole scheme, but that didn't come as much of a relief when they were called in on a briefing that amounted to a manhunt for a goddamn child who, based on the whole premise of the mission, was in possession of a world breaking cosmic power. Scaring the shit out of him should have been the last plan.
In Justin Hammer's world, it was obviously the first. While a pair of Avengers took it head on and kicked in the door of a pleasant, suburban two-story, Iron Man coasted around back, watching the windows, spotting the avenues of escape and doing his best to retain a map of reality, in case it abruptly changed. "I've got movement," he reported to the team, then shouted, "Hey!" down at the kid in case he missed the burning points of light hovering over his backyard. "You don't want this to get bad..." he tried to coax, giving a wave for Alex to hand over any contraband he had on him, but cautious of all the ears on them. He couldn't really come out and say he'd rather be on Alex's side here.