Tony waited outside for John.
"I hope this hasn't brought back any bad memories for that kid."
One of Tony's hands was in a cast. His eyelid was still bruised.
"He's stronger than you think," John said.
The two stood in the United Nations building without speaking.
After a while, Tony looked at his hand and asked uncertainly, "Wizard magic can heal my hand in a day, right?"
"Yes."
"Then why won't you heal it for me?"
"Why should I heal it for you?"
The utterly unhelpful answer made Tony's face darken.
"Who is that man?" Tony asked.
He was asking about Lies' true identity.
John had known there was another layer of explosives at the Airport, so he clearly knew something.
That man had run circles around every superhero.
Hydra's corpses had been found at the Siberian base. Everyone there was dead, and Lies had done it.
He belonged neither to the superheroes nor to Hydra.
In fact, aside from that recording of the Psychological Doctor, no one had ever officially seen Lies.
Tony stared into John's eyes. "Who is he?"
"Someone both familiar and unfamiliar to you," John said. "As full of lies as his name suggests. He calls himself an emissary of Fate and carries a Key that can open any door."
"Sounds like a wizard," Tony said.
John rubbed his Ring and gazed into the distance. "Wizards aren't nearly that scheming."
"The United Nations has officially passed the Sokovia Accords," Tony said, changing the subject. "The Children of Miracle signed them too."
"But for them, this thing is more like a legal pass."
"Their jurisdiction used to be limited to the United Kingdom. Now it extends across the world, and all it costs them is letting a few ordinary people oversee their motives."
As a superhero