Thor is so caught off-guard by the sudden pull of the cape manifesting behind him that he staggers a half-step back in surprise. He turns and reaches for the cape, then holds it in his hand.
It's thick and textured and real.
He lets go of it, letting it drape heavily behind him, then spins around, as if testing it. When he finally stops, he's facing Tony.
Thor didn't think anyone would understand why he was so moved by the gesture. He's pretty sure if he had tried, he couldn't explain it to anyone's satisfaction. He'd started losing things one after the other when he started dreaming of Ragnarok: his father who dissolved into Odinforce, Mjölnir which had been destroyed by his sister, his cape which had been torn moments after he landed in Sakaar, his hair which was shorn off, his eye, his friends, brother, Asgard, most of its people, half of those that survived Hela's culling, and half again when Thanos snapped his fingers.
He had been given replacements for some of what he'd lost: Rocket had gifted him with an eye and with Eitri helped him to forge Stormbreaker. Though he appreciated both of them, neither could replace what had been taken from him. If given the choice between a synthetic eye and a real one, he'd choose having his own eye without hesitation; Stormbreaker, for all its strength was no Mjölnir and had not been his steadfast companion in over 1000 years of battles across the Nine Realms and beyond.
This, though --
This was the first thing that was better than the original it intended to replace.
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Date: 2018-12-20 06:43 am (UTC)It's thick and textured and real.
He lets go of it, letting it drape heavily behind him, then spins around, as if testing it. When he finally stops, he's facing Tony.
Thor didn't think anyone would understand why he was so moved by the gesture. He's pretty sure if he had tried, he couldn't explain it to anyone's satisfaction. He'd started losing things one after the other when he started dreaming of Ragnarok: his father who dissolved into Odinforce, Mjölnir which had been destroyed by his sister, his cape which had been torn moments after he landed in Sakaar, his hair which was shorn off, his eye, his friends, brother, Asgard, most of its people, half of those that survived Hela's culling, and half again when Thanos snapped his fingers.
He had been given replacements for some of what he'd lost: Rocket had gifted him with an eye and with Eitri helped him to forge Stormbreaker. Though he appreciated both of them, neither could replace what had been taken from him. If given the choice between a synthetic eye and a real one, he'd choose having his own eye without hesitation; Stormbreaker, for all its strength was no Mjölnir and had not been his steadfast companion in over 1000 years of battles across the Nine Realms and beyond.
This, though --
This was the first thing that was better than the original it intended to replace.
"Thank you."