Thor joins Tony there at the fire. He looks down at it. For a moment, its crackles are the only sound between them.

Thor tries to dredge the words forward, but they don't come easily. He swallows the hard lump that formed in his throat the second Tony said that all he needed was to stay focused.

"I once believed all I needed to do was stay focused," he says, his voice steady. "I thought that if my feelings survived after I had seen things through, I could deal with them then.

"It wasn't true." It's the most that Thor can manage to say about the situation. "All I wanted was something to distract me from dealing with it."

If Thanos had died, Thor would have found something else to focus on: finding whatever Asgardians still floated in space and burying them; finding what remained of his people and leading them; groping at any chance to keep him from thinking about all he had lost. Even now, Thor's days were filled with distractions so he wouldn't have the time to focus on what he felt.

Thor begins to turn his head to look at Tony, but stops before he does completely.

"You may believe those feelings are powerful motivators, but they are going to seep into everything that you do, even if you think they won't."