Alikia Tsuki
Tony smiled at Loki when he spoke to Dummy. He had to admire how fast the god had accepted the clingy machine in Tony’s life. Dummy rolled over to them, pincers clacking as he made a little, almost happy, noise. Tony gave the machine a pat. “Come on you, we’ll get you loaded in the car.” He said lightly. He didn’t want Loki using his magic to transport Dummy or any of his suits. It wasn’t that he didn’t trust the god, but he was concerned that something might not react well to Loki’s magic, especially since his own magic was apparently in the machines.