Part of Stark wanted to ask her what about them. Part of him was going to latch onto this momentary distraction as a way to postpone Summer inevitably telling him he needed to leave and not come back. Because of course that was what she was starting to say, wasn't it? What else could it be?

"I didn't hear..."

Oh, wait. No. He did hear something, now that he was listening and not only quietly panicking.

"Oh. I...yes." He frowned. "Should...do you want me to look?"

He'd need pants first. They were somewhere in here. At least he hoped they were in the bedroom. It was possible none of his clothing was.