Sam considered that, though didn't exactly find it reassuring. He'd seen this place mess with the senses before, he wouldn't put it past this place to prevent him from helping a friend if that was truly part of the design.

"Right," he finally said, skeptically. He hesitated, eyeing the room. He had no idea what Stark could possibly be working on, but he couldn't help being curious. "Well, I'm here and got nothing better to do...you need any help moving some of these pieces or anything?"