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[st_ormbreaker]

Thor was accustomed to stressful situations. You didn't get to be his age without having more than your fair share of life events that sent you spiraling headlong down a cliff.

In Thor's case, sometimes quite literally.

Life at the inn had proven to be significantly less stressful than life back home. Sure, Thor was restless much of the time (he had, after all, routinely traversed the galaxy via ship or Bifrost), but for the most part he found himself enjoying the mundane and relishing in the calm of it all.

That calm had been disrupted by specters from the past and future.

Thor hopes that he isn't disrupting Corbie's calm when he raps on the door to his neighbor's room.

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[st_rikingblueeyes]

Corbie nodded. So many people were on edge right now, skeletons tumbling out of closets, future shadows looming over their present lives. For Corbie specifically, There was still a long, ugly talk that she and Mildmay were probably going to need to have once he was well enough to sit up and sustain a conversation. If Jackson ever let her, she'd probably have to talk to him about his ghost, too. "I don't know what it'd be, but if there's anything else I can do..." she shrugged. "Well. I might be in Mildmay's room, but I'm around."

[st_ormbreaker]

"You know where I'll be too," he says, tilting his head to the wall he shares with Corbie's room.

And with that, Thor heads heads to the door and back to his room.

What he said had been truthful. He did feel better talking to someone who wasn't directly involved; there was no need to be as careful with his words and feelings around someone who wasn't part of it.

He just hopes the same thing isn't going on for her and Mildmay.