“Fuck I don’t know what to tell ya.” Tony shrugged. “All I got is you could move to some deserted island. Definitely no strong emotions there.” He grabbed her hand and held it tight. “I’ll try not to piss you off though. I’m already hot enough without being set on fire.”
“Tony!” Summer laughed, then blinked at him, processing more than the flippancy of the words. “You think … you think the fire came from the emotions?” That hadn’t even occurred to her. Calling fire was just a toy, really.
Tony shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe? I mean shit can go down when people lose control over their emotions ya know?” It made sense to him but he probably wasn’t explaining it well. “Maybe you’re like the hulk but just with fire and stuff ya know?”
“When I get mad I make fire?” It was sort of absurd-sounding. She sighed, leaning over to put her forehead on his hand. “Maybe I should do some experiments then. You’re the science guy, will you help me?”