"Over here." Which is less direct than it ought to be, baked Tony thought sitting on the largest horizontal wheel of the mill as it turned low and steady was a fantastic idea, making his voice bounce as the world spun idly around. He waved as he went by, coughing a little after his lungfull of smoke. "Or, here? I'm coming around again, hang on-"

The dismount would be tricky but- he bundled himself and his hose up to hop down, only stumbling a little when he hit the ground. "Oh, man. Okay that might not have been the best idea ever."