Tony draws to a stop, some ways away, high above the ocean.

"It's..."

He hesitates. It's something he doesn't do very often.

"My house. I think. But we replaced the windows on the south wall two years ago, and those looks like they haven't been changed. So maybe it's-- I should look inside."

It takes him a second longer to fully convince himself, and then he starts forwards again.

At the exact moment the flashbangs return.