Clearly Wanda was nothing, because the demon wouldn't be so worked up over something that was worth anything, that would be ridiculous. Not that logic was working much on Tony's side in this one, but he had to assume that possession wasn't necessarily easy or it would be far more rampant. This was about Wanda, and her power, and it really should have been helping Tony figure this out and come up with a better solution than piss it off, but it was not happening fast enough. The control centre transitions were really not speeding the process along. For far too brief of a moment, he stopped clutching the demon by the head and cradled Wanda instead under her jaw, holding her steady and ready to cut her off because he had some very important questions to ask, like what the fuck that was supposed to mean. Great, add more garbage to the program, that always cleared things up. Was that a suicide bid? They weren't really there yet, were they? It did look bad, but in the grand scheme of things, this really could not be that bad. It was pleasantly self-contained, for one thing. If it was Tony--- alright, it wasn't, fair enough, maybe the suicide threshold wasn't about splash damage for other people.
Now Iron Man was trying to hold the body steady again, fingers digging in around her ears as she flung herself around, still not properly anticipating the kind of strength that came with no sense of self preservation. He smashed a crumbling hole into the wall as he was forced back, then came stumbling forward with the demon's lurch, dropping his arms in a hurry to wrap around Wanda's shoulders and try to pin it down, dragging it to the floor with him to splash into the rotting mess it had already made. Did stunning it even work? Surely, Jess had tried that, that seemed way too easy. Maybe that was what she had meant-- 'low on power', wasn't it? Other people didn't say that. Wait, maybe that was what Wanda had meant. That was reassuring, for a second that Tony took to be satisfied by this conclusion as the demon came dangerously close to tearing is suit open through the chest. "Sorry 'bout this," he muttered, just in case Wanda was still listening, before sending the stunning voltage through his palms.