He holds Raven tight. Almost as tight as Raven held him the time he awakened to Loki. And it feels like that, almost—long ago now, when he was fifteen, screaming devastation and vengeance in the top of Mementos, with six inches of red steel for his defence as red fire filled the tunnel....

His heart hammers in his chest, and he truly doesn't know if he fears being alone again or its opposite. But he doesn't let go.