MidnightRainbowFire

To say that Volstagg, Fandrall, and Hogun were excited to see you would be an understatement. As soon as you set foot in the room where the three were, you were bombarded by shouts and hugs from the warriors three. Volstagg refrained from capturing you in a bear hug because of your injury, but could barely contain his joy nonetheless. Fandrall embraced you and once again tried to confess to you, but failed when Sif smacked the back of his head. Even Hogun, who was usually quiet and reserved, indulged himself in a silent smile when he saw you. Sif quickly filled them in on your planned visit to Loki. Fandrall and Volstagg immediately objected

“Thank you...” Tiny particles of glass glided across his skin, slicing his hands and drawing blood, but the Hero of Twilight simply ignored it. His mind was set somewhere else entirely; to someone that would currently be in the other side of this world. And his hands, they were moving on their own record. The battle-worn digits were busily hovering this way and that, picking up pieces of sharp glass and laying them tight against each other, almost as if piecing together a broken puzzle. Ruby droplets of blood dripped down his hands and to the glass, but he simply wiped it with the hem of his shirt and continued on. “Well,