Chaise time over. Troy had instinctively followed Jimmy's gaze, immediately sharing the confusion and slight dread in his fellow Native. Hemlock stood when Thor barked, something he'd gotten used to months ago. Few people could call Troy to action - at all, let alone so quickly. Forge... Charles... sometimes Logan if he seemed ass-clenchy (then you knew shit was serious). On the way to the armory, Troy had given Jimmy all the 'Zap's gonna get pissed' looks, somehow knowing things were about to go sideways. "Find Heimdall," got it. "Travel..." sigh, "there." Roadtrip via rainbow road after he'd already changed into swaggy mode for the wedding. Cool.
In his half-assed Thor voice: "We will tell her when she senses this shit from two rooms over," Troy chuckled then tilted his head forward to motion for Jimmy to lead them out of the groomsmen's room. Their pace was quick, but Hemlock couldn't help feeling lead-footed. "This quest sucks."