[After an unpleasant night riding out his reacquired nausea - most spent in his bedroom, part sadly spent in the bathroom - Thor wakes feeling better if not entirely okay. It's not enough to confine him to the ship any longer, so he sends Loki a message and heads for the Iskaulit.
He drops into his chair with a sigh, thumbing through the pages of his notebook without really seeing them. Every day brings something new to think about.]
[Can it be that after five-odd months Loki is 2% less high strung? The clothing choices say maybe. Thor routinely doesn't wear his armour unless he's doing something potentially dangerous, so per usual he's in jeans and a sweater. And also wearing the faintly dour expression one gets after a night of miserable health.
Thor looks up and flips the book closed.]
Nothing now, but what we found down on the surface wasn't the most pleasant.
Because I didn't get one. [It's a grouchy response but no less true. With a sigh, he continues.] I was sick for a few hours after leaving. It was nowhere near as bad as our other encounter with the ship.
[Thor watches Loki for a long moment, weighing up what he knows of the ship and what happened last time.]
The approach isn't terrible until you get near the cylinder itself. [It's not so easy to remember exactly when it started - it seemed like earlier, but belatedly Thor realises he was misremembering it.] I don't know how much can be sensed around - that.
[He hadn't realised. After this conversation he had intended to send Castiel a message to update him on what they had found. His expression settles into something more subdued, regretting the loss. Not least of all because his last conversation with Castiel had been rather aggravated on his side. Watching Loki now, there's another reason to regret it.]
[ It still feels like a slap in the face. But honestly, it shouldn't. Sentiment just drags you down. Loki sees the way it affects the rest of the Fleet like poison. He won't get dragged down with it. ]
[And another he had liked. Thor exhales slowly, adding those names to two others. Peggy and Steve. Steve is less of a concern to him, since he'll see the man again. The rest? It seems unlikely. He's been fortunate enough that until now, the only departure that really bothered him was Loki's.
Which brings him back to the fact that Loki is even mentioning it at all.]
It's a shame. They were good people. [He rests his chin on his fist, pensive.] But hopefully they've returned home.
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[Not over the communicators.]
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action, the next day.
He drops into his chair with a sigh, thumbing through the pages of his notebook without really seeing them. Every day brings something new to think about.]
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What's the matter?
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Thor looks up and flips the book closed.]
Nothing now, but what we found down on the surface wasn't the most pleasant.
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[ Loki briefly eyes Thor before taking his own seat. ]
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Did you go inside?
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[He doesn't feel he needs to say why. There's only one thing he could be referring to; only one sensation.]
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Then he pokes him on the forehead. ]
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Stop.
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You don't seem to have a temperature.
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Perhaps that was the test ship. The first one before they rolled out a complete model.
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[By time or circumstance, Thor couldn't rightly tell. It was hard keeping a straight head walking into that wreckage.]
I thought we might be able to work something out by seeing the inside, but it was too decrepit to see much of anything.
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I should go down there. I might be able to sense something.
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The approach isn't terrible until you get near the cylinder itself. [It's not so easy to remember exactly when it started - it seemed like earlier, but belatedly Thor realises he was misremembering it.] I don't know how much can be sensed around - that.
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Castiel is gone.
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Oh.
[He hadn't realised. After this conversation he had intended to send Castiel a message to update him on what they had found. His expression settles into something more subdued, regretting the loss. Not least of all because his last conversation with Castiel had been rather aggravated on his side. Watching Loki now, there's another reason to regret it.]
I didn't know. How long ago?
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[ It still feels like a slap in the face. But honestly, it shouldn't. Sentiment just drags you down. Loki sees the way it affects the rest of the Fleet like poison. He won't get dragged down with it. ]
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Which brings him back to the fact that Loki is even mentioning it at all.]
It's a shame. They were good people. [He rests his chin on his fist, pensive.] But hopefully they've returned home.
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I'm sure they have.
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