Sal sighed. Of course she stopped talking. He wondered if Morana had pulled her over at some point after her own beating and said, "Don't talk when Sal has you - it drives him up the wall!"
Hm, that could be interesting.
"So how's Morana? Mitch? How are they, hm?" Sal asked as he gripped her arm tighter, digging his nails into her skin. "If you don't want to talk about Henry, that's okay. He'll be here shortly. But it's Mitch I'm really interested in. Come on, now, tell me how he's been. I desperately want to know." Sal chuckled.
He wondered if anyone in Asgard truly realized just how many times Sal and Mitch had encountered each other. Maybe they didn't care about Mitch. Wouldn't that be splendid.