She concentrated on trying to control her muscles, but it didn’t really help. “‘m sorry,” she murmured, clinging to the suit. “Didn’t want you to know about this.” Where would be free of the hum of other hearts? Up high was always a safe bet. “Tower,” Summer told Tony, before more muscles clenched, and she clamped her teeth together. “Yours.”
Tony got them to the balcony of the tower and got her inside, setting her on the couch in the den area so he could get out of the suit. “Don’t apologize,” he said through the noise of the suit shedding itself. “You really helped us out. Now… I take it this has happened before?” He asked, kneeling next to the sofa. “What can I do to help?”
Just leaving behind the clamour of the crowd at the mall helped; Summer felt the taste of it slide out of her mind like waves receding from the shore. It didn’t change the aftershocks of channelling the Hulk, but at least it stopped it from getting worse. Her breathing easing, she told Tony, “You got me out of there. That’s all I needed.” She flexed her fingers against yet another spasm, trying to force her body to relax. “Now all I can do is wait, and try not to think about it.”
Looking around the room, she added, “This is where you live? It’s really nice.”