“The medallion probably wouldn’t fit on it anyway.” She squeezed a little, giggling. “I guess I’ll just have to find one I’m not using. Or a really sturdy one! Leather, maybe?” Summer cocked her head to the side, considering his throat, before pushing up to kiss it quickly.“Unless you decide to wear them all at once, I’m sure you can spare one.” Once she was done, Tony retaliated by leaning down to kiss the top of her head. “Whatever works. I’m not exactly picky; I’ve never really been the jewelry type.”
“I don’t want it to break again, is the thing,” she said more seriously. She used a hand to swing herself around the doorpost and into her rooms when the elevator let them out, skipping her own jewellery collection and heading straight for her lapidary boxes. Popping the top off a smaller plastic box, she rummaged through the various coils of material before coming up with a fragile-looking silk cord. “This will probably work. Just not in bright red.” Summer gave Tony a grin.