"Don't know what I'd do without you, Harley," he sighs, and in days to come he may suffer from trauma related to the shooting yet, but some of the anxiety is loosening for now, knowing she's on his side.

"I don't know about them torches," he says. "They're magic, I guess, but why they're doing what they're doing, and why they're moving? Beats me."

"Loki was sayin'...I mean, the older one, the one you're courting, he told me he was going out past 'em to fetch a body and see if he could figure out what's out there. And to tell you not to worry. But I ain't seen him since, and I ain't seen my Loki, either."