He blinks at the explosion and shakes his head in a certain bemused humor before turning back to look at the suit, as though eye contact makes any bit of difference in the circumstances, particularly when there are no eyes to contact.

"Do I need to?" In truth, his sense of self-preservation atrophied years ago. The only reason he agrees after a moment is because it'll be the best way to keep up with Tony.

Once he's cocooned in the suit's embrace he asks FRIDAY to connect him to Tony, and he makes no effort to hide his amusement. "Pretty sure local customs didn't include blowing up shopkeepers. How's that working out for you?"