Daisy watched Thor in silence.
Thor scratched his head. "...Uh... how do I plant them? I'm willing to take responsibility, but the problem is I don't know how. Can't I do something else?"
"You don't know? Then go learn!"
Thor looked utterly miserable, his brows and beard drawn tight.
Daisy was so angry she laughed. "If you won't go, am I supposed to? Listen, put away that whole drinking, fighting, and playing-the-hero mindset of yours. Go to the planet where Planter died and contribute to improving its environment. That will be your job for a long time to come. If you have even a shred of honor left in you, go atone for your sins."
"Make the most of your time. You need to reach the point where you can replace Planter—in other words, you need his speed. Slow won't cut it. You have to race against the clock. Take this. Consider the shovel a loan." She handed Thor a Golden Shovel, a divine artifact Daisy had specially made for babies to build sandcastles on the beach.
It looked like a small shovel, but once infused with energy, it could lengthen and enlarge. It was exceptionally effective at digging holes and moving earth, resistant to corrosion, high temperatures, freezing cold, and a whole host of other things...
She patted Thor on the shoulder and pointed in the direction the Celestials had come from, signaling that it was time for him to get to work.
This meddling had been a real pain. The battle had not lasted long, but it had been anything but easy. She had used every trick at her disposal to defeat The Eliminator, whom Rogue in the original timeline had needed to absorb the powers of every superhero on Earth to defeat. It could be considered averted