walks in, coffee in hand, and glances out the window Alright, who forgot to tell Sparky that moping isn’t a weather pattern?

from the kitchen, not looking up He’s been like this since yesterday. I tried. He grunted and summoned more rain.

sets his shield by the door, frowning Maybe he just needs space.

scoffs Space isn’t the problem. The problem is my tower’s going to flood because Point Break can’t use his words.

That’s not good. The barometric pressure in here is—well, it’s not normal.

deadpan Thanks, Brucie. I hadn’t noticed the indoor monsoon.

Hey, Reindeer Games. Get in here.

To what do I owe this summons, Stark? I’m quite busy not drowning myself in your inadequacy.

jerks a thumb toward the window What’s wrong with Point Break?

Oh, I know what ails him. But I’m not sure you could comprehend it with that primitive metal heart of yours.

steps closer Try me.

My brother is missing his wife. She’s off on some tedious ambassador mission for Asgard. Honestly, you’d think he’d be used to it by now.

raises an eyebrow Wife.

blinks Thor’s married?

holds up a hand Since when?

sighs dramatically Again with the questions. I’ve said all I care to. Although I will be returning to Asgard soon—someone has to ensure the realm doesn’t collapse without proper supervision.