“Well … he hasn’t come back since you’ve had it. And you do seem less twitchy about it.” Summer looked up at him, surrounded by piles and little boxes of jewellery supplies. “So that’s good. Just don’t break the chain again. Or you could get it tattooed on you?”
“The demon, or Lokes? I mean, the demon was gone for a while before I got the charm, anyway; boredom, probably. And Lokes came back a couple times, just long enough for me to put a collar with a bell on him. He found it a lot less amusing than I did.” Tony shrugged remorselessly. “Anyway, I’ll pass on the tattoo, and settle for not letting it get stuck in the armor.”
She blinked up at him a couple times, parsing, then fell over with the force of her giggles. “You /belled him/. You /belled/ Loki!” she got out between whoops, pounding on the floor.