Mira leaned against Tony's desk with her head resting on her hand. "Let me get this straight. You were attacked with an explosive device that flipped over one of the vehicles in front of you and you left the car you were in after the soldiers were killed. You were nearly killed yourself by a weapon with your name plastered on the side. They captured you and demanded that you make them the weapon you showed off to the United States to which you told them to go screw themselves. You met a man who hooked you up to a car battery to stop a piece of shrapnel from reaching your heart and saved you. Then you decided to put the arch reactor in your chest just to have an upgrade and you built that in the cave. Then you also built this super suit in the cave to blast you out of there. Rhodey finally found you walking in the desert after you crash landed on someone's tent and now you're working on a new version of it because you want to protect people. Did I get all that?"

Tony never disconnected his gaze from his niece as he sat in his desk chair, swiveling back and forth. "That's right."

"How hard did your head get hit when that bomb went off?"

"It's not the concussion talking. Or the several concussions."

"Are you sure? Like, really sure? I heard concussions can make you forget things."

"Mira, they tried to kill me using my own weapons. How many other people have died at my hands? I can't let them do that again."

Mira pushed her hair out of her eyes while taking a deep breath. "What makes you think they won't try and steal the suit?"

"I'm only building it for me. If I control it, then I know how it's being used. You were right all these years, kiddo. We can't have peace if we keep making weapons, especially when they get sold to the bad guys."

Her eyes glanced back over to the boot. It was just a skeleton, nothing really connected yet. After hearing Tony's reasoning behind his new project, Mira knew she had a decision to make. Allowing Tony to finish this could cause a massive disagreement with the US government. Creating a suit with such power could bring enemies with power equal to or greater than what it would possess. Building this suit was one of the biggest risks he was going to take. However, stopping him seemed improbable. This was something had set his mind to.

She pushed her backside off the desk and turned herself completely to the boot. She put her face closer to it, taking an in-depth look at the pieces that were just recently welded together. This was a project that was going to change the world and there was no way she was going to miss out on the opportunity. "Okay. I'll help you."

Tony's chair wheeled closer to her. "I'm sorry. It sounded like you said you're going to 'help me?'"

"Glad your hearing still works."

"Mira, I don't need your help."

Mira grabbed two wires that dangled on the side, connecting them with ease. "Too bad. You told me your plan. You can't afford to kick me out now."

"Oh yeah? And who are you going to tell?"

She continued to examine the advanced piece of equipment, connecting wires one by one. "I'll tell Rhodey. I'm sure he would love to hear about this new weapon you're building."

"First of all, it's not a weapon-"

"It's going to fire lasers to destroy things, including the 'bad guys' as you say. Sounds like a weapon to me, but please, continue."

"It's not a weapon. It's a suit. And besides, Rhodey won't listen to you. From what I heard, you hardly talked to him over the past few months."

"And I planned on apologizing to him. I mean, I did have a right to be pissed. He did lose you."

"He didn't 'lose me.' Mira, I don't need your help. I'm a big boy."

Mira's continued tinkering finally came to a halt when she connected the final wires together bringing life to the once idle boot. The lights twinkled a soft blue with the LEDs Tony had installed and a low motor sound could be heard in the room.

Tony stood with wide eyes.

Mira backed away, admiring her work. "You're right. You don't need me. I'll be upstairs. See you later."

"Woah woah woah. How did you know to do that?"

"Uncle Tony, just because I went to college for business doesn't mean I don't know anything about engineering. I am a Stark after all. We are pretty good at this stuff."

Tony crossed his arms with his jaw dropped. "Where have you been hiding this?"

"Science isn't my passion... or it wasn't. I don't really have a passion anymore. Maybe it's time that I explored some different endeavors. I've been told that the one I'm currently on isn't exactly healthy. This could be a good project to get me motivated again."

"You really want to help?"

"If I didn't, I wouldn't have offered."

Tony put his hand on her shoulder. "I see more and more of myself in you everyday."

Mira turned her attention back to the boot. "Please don't say that."

He tapped her shoulder once more before moving past her to the computer on the other side of the room.

The pair continued to work on the suit all throughout the night. Neither brought up any topic that had been discussed earlier that day. They both believed that those issues had been put to rest and there was no reason to continue on with them. Instead, they worked furiously, only talking when it came to the project. The new suit was the only thing that mattered to Tony and Mira.

Mira didn't see this suit the way that Tony did, however. With each wire she connected and equation she calculated, she became more and more lost in the work. She didn't want to think of anything else. Anything else would be a distraction from her goal. Thinking about the hell she put herself through these last four months, her current relationship with Tony, Rhodey, and Pepper, or the reporters that camp outside her door to get the latest scoop on her and her family was just a distraction. The suit was the most important thing. That's what she told herself.