Trust a Stark to assume a suit of armor solved everything.
"I'm glad you're here," she told Anya. "But I'm not even sure how good I'd be now. Even when they interfered, my powers were one of the reasons I could even work a suit. Mechanical intuition, remember? That's gone too."
"Used to be I could understand machines like that," she said with a snap of her fingers. "Now, nothing."
There was, if either were paying attention, a small electric spark between her fingers when she snapped.
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