"A boon." Nick repeated, shuffling a little under the scanner, for whatever the scanner was worth. "It's convenient, but I dunno that we should go all mystical over it just yet."

Convenient would be an understatement. In Nick's line of work, or lifestyle, as it had become, the ability to completely disappear, to completely go ghost, would be an incredible advantage. It would save him time, effort, the possibility of screwing up. Hell, it would be a boon. But just because Stark was coming up empty handed didn't mean that there was nothing to be found. He grimaced, there was a grain of paranoia in that thought he didn't want to examine too deeply. Oh well, at least if he was going to go old, senile, and paranoid, he had a power that would bring him some peace of mind. "So. Argentina. I hear it's nice this time of year."