"Paperwork?" Tony asks with incredulous amusement. What kind of seven-year-old likes paperwork? What kind of anybody likes paperwork? Tony hates paperwork.

"Sounds like you've got a handle on things. I'll... see what sigils I can come up with and get back to you."

He'll ask China about the sigils is what he'll do, but Conan doesn't need to know that. Tony tries not to point anyone towards China Sorrows if he can help it, and he definitely isn't going to send a kid her way. She'd probably make him her pet or mascot or something. Man, Tony misses Anton.

"Have you run into any of these magical crimes yet, or is this all hypothetical?"