“Your halo is crooked. You were trying to provoke him, as usual.” Summer shook her head. “You’re lucky he likes you, I think. /What/ did you say?”
Tony rolled his eyes. “Yes, I wanted to provoke him in the middle of the workshop. God forbid I interact in ways that aren’t all based around a single trope.” He shoved his hands into his pockets. “My necklace got stuck in the armor. He asked why I had it, so I explained Loki.”
“That /would/ be a mild heart attack. How’d it get stuck in the armor, then? Aren’t you wearing it under the bodysuit?” She reached up and fingered the medallion.