Fitz froze on the path before his first step, frowning. “Ah…” he circled around one way awkwardly and then back the other. Finally he wound up kneeling down on the middle step and nudging her once. “Ahm, S-Summer? Hey, ah…you’re blocking my door.”
It felt oddly like bragging, saying it aloud to this curly-headed, innocent-looking young man. Maybe it was because she hardly ever had to say it at all. “I’m Tony’s girlfriend. Among other things. Tony Stark’s girlfriend.”
He studied her carefully, eyes narrowed, trying desperately to understand. “And tha’ has ta do with wha’ the bot does….?”
“Oh, nothing. Just, I don’t like to take little things like this to him … ” She touched a fingertip to one of the loose wires, face a dull red.