Tony jerked his head for Wash to follow him back in. "It takes practice to learn to fly. You're not just sitting in a chair with controllers, but the good news is nobody's died learning, yet."
He shrugged a shoulder at the mention of release forms. He never bothered with such things with his personal projects. He had more than enough money to repair any damage to anybody he had, and cover legal fees when needed. And paperwork slowed things down. "Let's just assume there's a verbal contract," he said, heading back to the newest suit he'd built. "Though I should tell you. This thing is a weapon, and very powerful. If you try to steal it or use it to cause trouble there's two things that could happen. Jarvis might shut you down and let you fall to the ground trapped inside the tin can, or I'll use my significantly more powerful suit to blast you out of the sky. Understand?"