"I'm not complaining. This is more than anyone's done for an Exo in at least eight hundred years." And yet now she has to wonder how much further they can go. There's a nightmare on her heels and now she tastes hope they can stop it in its tracks.

A human solution? Ghost puzzles over Steve's suggestion, shooting a glance aside at Tony. He floats closer to the screens and peers up, shell twitching back and forth. "Human problems... human solutions?"

"Ghost?"

He looks back at his Guardian quickly. "Well, if the instability issues are tied to the- um, human element of your mind, maybe we shouldn't look at this solely as a mechanical problem." He says that as if he's sure, but he's checking with Steve: You're saying there might be other methods of protecting it?