It's a good argument, but Thor still shakes his head. "I wish it could be that simple."

It's honestly only one of many things he's dwelling on, the whole mess too complex to distill down to a single question. "I don't want to be without any of my friends. The people I care for are all precious to me. Yet I already know I will outlive many of them, should I die an old man."

He takes a swig of his cream soda, a gnawing regret buried deep that it isn't something stronger.