Summer rubbed her nose against his skull. “I wanted to share. It’s much quieter in my head now.” She sighed softly. “Can we do this more often? Just cuddle?”
“Gonna need something to keep me entertained when there’re no ears to pet,” he pointed out, eyes closed again. After all, even hair petting could only keep him stationary for so long.
Summer laughed. “Same for me. ‘s why I texted you. I can’t do any kind of work while I’m in this cast, anyway.” Kissing the top of his head, she went on, “So what can we amuse ourselves with? Can I lay my head in your lap while Dummy holds a screen for you?”
“Dummy would probably get bored,” Tony replied wryly, “but Butterfingers or You could probably manage it, yes.” Or he would just take a tablet with him. Whichever struck him first at the time.
“Not exactly the point.” She scratched the base of his ears again. “I’m quite sure it would take you two minutes to come up with some way to keep working.” She didn’t say anything else for a long moment. Then, very quietly, “Do you think, maybe, we could go off somewhere, just the two of us, for a couple days?”