He doesn't go looking for him. He doesn't go looking for anything at all, but he starts moving without having told his legs to, and he lets them carry him wherever they will. Away from this place, away from familiar old faces. It doesn't matter. The fight is long over; the dust, horrifically literal, has settled. The forest is still, and nearly silent beneath a pall of grief, of shock... of something too unimaginable and all-encompassing to be nameable, and he knows that no corner of the universe has escaped its reach now.
Because of him.
(You should have aimed for the head.)
Odin was said to have given his right eye for wisdom; Thor, apparently, lost his for folly. "What more could I lose"— ha! Fate loves a good practical joke.
There is always, always, something.
When he finally comes to a stop, it's in front of the creature that had gone out of his way to bring him here. For no reason at all, it turns out. Stormbreaker hangs at his side, numb fingers wrapped around the arm of a boy he'd just met. The boy who had given it freely to save Thor's life. Thor doesn't see any sign of him here, and he doesn't need to ask to know.
Without a word, he sits down heavily beside Rocket on the fallen log, and rests his weapon in the grass. ]
ANGST-1 IT IS! (spoilers)
He doesn't go looking for him. He doesn't go looking for anything at all, but he starts moving without having told his legs to, and he lets them carry him wherever they will. Away from this place, away from familiar old faces. It doesn't matter. The fight is long over; the dust, horrifically literal, has settled. The forest is still, and nearly silent beneath a pall of grief, of shock... of something too unimaginable and all-encompassing to be nameable, and he knows that no corner of the universe has escaped its reach now.
Because of him.
(You should have aimed for the head.)
Odin was said to have given his right eye for wisdom; Thor, apparently, lost his for folly. "What more could I lose"— ha! Fate loves a good practical joke.
There is always, always, something.
When he finally comes to a stop, it's in front of the creature that had gone out of his way to bring him here. For no reason at all, it turns out. Stormbreaker hangs at his side, numb fingers wrapped around the arm of a boy he'd just met. The boy who had given it freely to save Thor's life. Thor doesn't see any sign of him here, and he doesn't need to ask to know.
Without a word, he sits down heavily beside Rocket on the fallen log, and rests his weapon in the grass. ]