Thor shakes his head, hoping against hope that what he thinks is happening isn't happening. He doesn't want this to be true. None of it. Not the annihilation of all the people here, not Thanos' return, not the portal in the sky that brought him here, not the possibility that Tony might know that he failed to kill Thanos -- and why he failed at it.
But all of this is real. Tony's armored arms are real. The earth beneath him is real. And the sense of despair that threatens to swallow him whole is perhaps realest of them all.
"What are you talking about? This isn't like you. Tony."
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Thor shakes his head, hoping against hope that what he thinks is happening isn't happening. He doesn't want this to be true. None of it. Not the annihilation of all the people here, not Thanos' return, not the portal in the sky that brought him here, not the possibility that Tony might know that he failed to kill Thanos -- and why he failed at it.
But all of this is real. Tony's armored arms are real. The earth beneath him is real. And the sense of despair that threatens to swallow him whole is perhaps realest of them all.
"What are you talking about? This isn't like you. Tony."