Anthony Edward Stark

"Considering some of the places I've woken up, I don't think this body cares where it sleeps."

He stretches out an arm to snag one of the pieces and pull it in, but everything looks so small and delicate in his hands, he can't imagine what kind of help he can offer until he gets back to normal. "What are the odds that you actually can repair the suit to the point that it'll get me back to Earth without my exploding out of it?"