Tony and Harley
"Sugar, comma, I think. I like that one the best. Hanging around in a pouch in my neck would get really inconvenient for you I think." And then she was touching his chest, and he still wasn't used to feeling anything when people touched that spot. He looked down at where her hand was, and blinked a few times.
At least he wasn't having a panic attack, but he was definitely feeling something. "That's... a long story. But yeah. Brand new. Proof that I have one, too."