"Any is better than here," he snapped, suddenly angry. But that fury was short-lived as he shook his head, running his hands down his face, and finally, after a moment, he spoke again. "Asgard..." He trailed off, looking away from her as he drew his knees up to his chest. His hands shook involuntarily; moreso from the metal that cut into his raw skin than any true fear, but he did his best to quell the movement anyway.

His next words were choked out of him, like he could barely bring himself to utter them.

"Asgard is no more."