Tony felt the air rush out of his lungs, stifling the gasp that nearly slipped out. The cold wind chipped at his skin, though Thor's body temperature was utterly unaffected. A necessary secondary power, of course.

Tony kept his head down at the water below, protecting his dark eyes from the headwind. The shimmering waves raced past as did the dark sky with the indigo clouds above.

It was exhilarating. Not unlike his first flight in his Mark II armor. Though flight never became boring, this was the first time he'd taken to an elevation with nothing between him and the air.