Stephen smiles and bows to the room and Tony follows even though his fingers are itching to poke around. "This place is trans-dimensional" he mutters quietly as Strange sets the young man down next to the hand and calmly opens the top of the jar though it takes him a bit to do it since his hands are tired and shaking. "And alive...in a way," Strange added, "she's singing to us."

Tony nodded as he sets the Gaunlet down on what looks like a chair. "It's nice....you sure this wasn't part of the endgame," Strange shakes his head and settles himself into a meditative pose his cloak lifting him into the air. "No.....our friend they shifted things...the question being why. I'm sure we'll find out in a moment. For now Stark I would rest...not many mortals can take the hit of power you did even if you didn't make the finishing move."