[Thor's brows knit together, head tilting ever so slightly.
He tightens his grip around Thanos' wrist, feeling the tendons beginning to give way. He isn't sure if this reanimated horror can feel anything like pain; he certainly doesn't seem to notice.]
Wh- [Thor shakes his head with confusion.] What are you saying? I only have one brother. He— [He shakes his head again, this time dismissing the cloud that is starting to form in his mind.
He gives a tug on the wrist, pulling the rotting body closer. His nostrils sting with the putrid stench of decay.
Small strands of lightning trickle down from his shoulder and dance around his fingers.]
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He tightens his grip around Thanos' wrist, feeling the tendons beginning to give way. He isn't sure if this reanimated horror can feel anything like pain; he certainly doesn't seem to notice.]
Wh- [Thor shakes his head with confusion.] What are you saying? I only have one brother. He— [He shakes his head again, this time dismissing the cloud that is starting to form in his mind.
He gives a tug on the wrist, pulling the rotting body closer. His nostrils sting with the putrid stench of decay.
Small strands of lightning trickle down from his shoulder and dance around his fingers.]
But it's about time that you let go.