Following with an easy sort of saunter, Stephen regarded each building in turn as Tony pointed them out. More than their exterior, he was interested in the psychic resonance in each place; what kind of emotions or magicks pooled inside each set of four walls and what that might be. Every blink of his eyes sifted through different energy signatures like he was flipping through the slides on a vintage projector.
"Coffee. Clothes. Alcochol. Really pairing down to the essentials, aren't you? A kind of minimalist design. That's very chic in modern architecture, isn't it? Do you know that these buildings are classic Tudor Period wattle and daub or is anything pre-Wright Brothers just kind of lost on you?"
He turned his head with a smile and winked, a bit of air audibly expelling from his nose in a voiceless chuckle. Stephen's expression grew more solemn as he continued--
"I know the Mad Titan. He has attacked Earth on multiple occasions. If this is your reality's first time encountering him, I expect that means he bears the Gauntlet."