Redhawk Caldera I'd be prepared to lose a few with you.

He didn't interfere. He saw the boys body language, saw the attempted shift from one side to the next of trying to get around her but then, she did too. She was atop the boy -her son, as it was- within moments and Stark was a silent watcher. He wouldn't assure the child beyond what his mother had of his intentions -he meant no harm in his visit at all. Stark took a couple steps back, yielding a bit of ground as a peace offering to the boy. Maybe that would calm his flighty nerves some.