After a few moments it did slow. Her tears became a trickle instead of the flood. Her sobbs turned into shuddered breaths. Her arms didn't loosen from around him, he felt fortunate that he was strong. Because in that moment she felt as weak as a babe fresh from the womb.
Bryn listened to the steady strong beat of his heart, and swayed with him. While the crooner playlist shuffled to yet another behind them. Thor had soothed her far better than a bunch of dead men with pleasant voices ever could. "You have spoiled me, I think. I have never cried like that in front of another living being, let alone let anyone hold me through it." It was an easy confession.