“Even you don’t believe that.” Summer looked up at him, frowning and sad. “I pried, and this is the result. I wish you … will you let me make it better?”
“Summer,” he looked at her through tired eyes. “It’s not your fault,” he took in a deep breath. Tony Stark was stubborn but he felt tired so he decided to humor her. “How do you plan to make it better?”
She reached out and took the glass from him, putting it on the bar. “I cheat,” Summer said quietly. She didn’t try to touch him. The last thing she needed was to accidentally bond to Tony Stark. But on a deep breath she pushed comfort, ease, warmth … happiness to him. Wrapped him in it.
“I don’t normally do that. But you saved the world.”