Awkward Conversation | @dummystark

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image iamthefirechild replied to your post: *taps at Dummy’s door*

“I’m Summer. You might have seen me around the Tower sometimes.” Summer offered a slight smile, hopeful, friendly, unassuming.

Dummy’s brow wrinkled as he thought. “I’m not sure if I have. But if you’re here Tony trusts you so I will too.”

“I hope to think he does,” Summer smiled. “He lets me cook for him, anyway. Will you come and sit with me? I … want to talk to you. Please.”

Dummy looked even more confused and he nodded. “Ok, sure?” He said, unsure now. What would this woman whom he’s never seen before have to talk to him about? He followed her out and sat across from her.

“So … Tony tells me that you asked him to marry you.” She couldn’t find a smooth way to ease into this. And Tony would likely take some of it out of her hide, later. She would deserve it, probably. Could she read androids? Now was the time to try. Carefully, she lowered her shields, trying to listen.

“And, um, that you weren’t comfortable with some of the things he wants.” Her green gaze flickered up, then down. She forced her hands to stay still. “He said you tried to kill yourself.”