Satellites watched everything. There didn't need to even be dedicated satellites for watching for Tony to keep his presence in them, and when sensors tipped off that there was a lot of damage happening over near Oscorp, his eyes were on it in an instant. He did not want another altercation like the last time, but he wasn't going to just let the other man keep at this game either.

Red flashed into his eyes, his mind, his awareness.

He missed where she came from, but the trajectory wasn't hard to calculate. From the building, shattered glass, and he was already changing his own flightpath, zeroing in on the prone body lying on the sidewalk.

Selina. It was so obviously her. Despite the blonde wig, he knew that face well enough, and his thrusters kicked into high gear, sonic booms echoing behind him as he went faster and faster, and then when he slowed down, they echoed back at him.

Swooping down, he kneeled next to Selina, not quite ready to touch her. He didn't want to hurt her if it would make her injuries worse, but he needed to get her out of here, get her someplace safe. The sidewalk in front of Oscorp was not safe. He started taking inventory of her injuries, monitoring her heartbeat and breathing. How did she survive the fall?

Why had he even come? He was trying to come up with every reason imaginable, but he had known it was a bad idea from the get-go. He had told her as much, but now she was paying the price of dating Norman Osborn. Hadn't he told her? If he were a petty man he would leave her, but he couldn't. Not like this.

"Selina? Oh come on, let me know you're alive, at least!"