"I'm not sure," said Summer, watching Stark a little more closely now, at least until she carved out a smaller piece with her spork and picked up her wine to see if they complimented eacj other well, and the fact that she still let out a small, appreciative sound, even though she consciously tried not to,"anyone can handle having something like this more than once in their lifetime. Like, what did they even make this out of? Literal dreams and rainbows and the tears of their enemies?"