Right now the combined might of Odin's sons is just Thor plus a deadweight--a damp and coughing deadweight. But that's not going to stop them!

The flight back down sets off more coughing, and when they get inside, Loki's table of tissues and science looks to him more like a mountain to climb than a fortress of security. Ugh. None of the parts seem likely to come together into anything, and he's losing track of what some of them were for in the first place. But damn it all he's going to make it work.

Something. Make something work.