Juniper looks down at the huge gash running along her palm. While she can’t see it, she knows she’s got a matching one on her forehead. Peering back up at Thor, she gives him a disgruntled sigh.
“A simple thank you would have done it.” she rolls her eyes playfully, wiping off the dust from her jeans.
She looks around, noticing the chaos they had destroyed. Different figures lay limp on the ground. The outskirts of Wakanda, now in ruins, reveal the leftover rubble of Thanos’ attack.
“That monster, animal, whatever you want to call it was coming up behind you. I tried to warn you but you couldn’t hear me. So I came to your defense. I might be small Thor, but it doesn’t mean I can’t handle myself.” she defends her actions.
Slowly, she stretches out her non-injured hand to ask for help to stand up.
Thor arched a brow. “Size doesn’t make up for the fact that you could have died, little Juniper.” he scolded, looking around as he paused. He took a slow breath and grabbed her hand, helping her up to examine her. As he took note of her wounds, he wished more than ever that his brother had made it to earth. “We need to get these bandaged.” he said simply. The battle had finally ended, and Thor worried for the others. “Come, we must see about the others.”
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