"You weren't crying, were you?"
From a distance, Yang Bo saw Skye kneeling on the ground with her phone in her hand, staring blankly at Mjolnir. Even when he walked right up beside her, she didn't notice him. Normally, when Skye was sound asleep at night, the slightest sound of a door opening would wake her... Ahem, what I meant was that Skye was usually extremely alert.
But Skye still hadn't recovered from seeing Yang Bo drop dead on the spot. When she suddenly heard his voice, she looked up in a daze.
The bewilderment on her face turned to delighted surprise.
She jumped up from the ground and threw her arms around Yang Bo.
"Boss, I... I thought you..."
Chuckling, Yang Bo patted Skye on the back and reassured her, "Don't worry. A little hammer isn't enough to kill me."
He eased himself out of her embrace and reached up to wipe away her tears.
"All right, I'm fine. Don't worry!"
"Let's study Mjolnir first. Once it's light out, we'll sell S.H.I.E.L.D. some information about Thor. I'm sure Fury will love it."
That was how relationships worked. Give-and-take was what made them last. If someone only ever took, even the deepest affection would eventually run dry.
Skye flushed slightly but said nothing. When she heard him mention Mjolnir and a god, however, she looked curiously at the hammer on the ground and asked, "Thor? You mean that's the thunder god's hammer from mythology?"
"Exactly. It's the hammer used by the thunder god in Norse mythology, though there are some differences from the legends. Just like with vampires."
Yang Bo explained as he walked toward Mjolnir. Perhaps because he had absorbed the impact of its landing, the hammer stood quietly on the grass without leaving the enormous crater it had