[ This Odinson is a puzzle. He is kind, rather than bloodthirsty. He gives his help freely, rather than resisting at every turn. This proves to Angela that she has much to learn of him, and the differences between this Odinson and the one she knows.
Is she looking dour? Where is Sera to nudge her into a smile? Back in Brooklyn, of course. The thought just serves to deepen Angela's frown. ]
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Is she looking dour? Where is Sera to nudge her into a smile? Back in Brooklyn, of course. The thought just serves to deepen Angela's frown. ]
I have little to celebrate.