Maybe Mount Sinai, [janus says, mostly trying to remember where they sent the last cop that got shot after the consigliere put a number on his head. they have no idea whether or not that the place is being protected by police, or if what thom did for this woman would even qualify her for care. but maybe at least they'll have floor space that she can recuperate on, free of alien attack.
personally, janus wants off this damn island. they do appreciate that their chances of staying conscious enough to do it are improved by having this little... whoever this kid is around. either because his confidence is poorly founded and he's gonna make a good diversion, or because it's well-founded and he'll protect them.
maybe he's an asgardian. janus hasn't been watching enough news, they don't know if asgardians have glowy hands and masks. but it's right then that there's a flicker of movement in the corner of their eye.]
Three o' clock! [they shout. an alien is descending on some kind of glider device, readying a staff to point at the trio.]
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personally, janus wants off this damn island. they do appreciate that their chances of staying conscious enough to do it are improved by having this little... whoever this kid is around. either because his confidence is poorly founded and he's gonna make a good diversion, or because it's well-founded and he'll protect them.
maybe he's an asgardian. janus hasn't been watching enough news, they don't know if asgardians have glowy hands and masks. but it's right then that there's a flicker of movement in the corner of their eye.]
Three o' clock! [they shout. an alien is descending on some kind of glider device, readying a staff to point at the trio.]