Tears
Loki's POV
I haven't uttered a single tear since it happened. All my teammates, gone forever. Gunther, Eldo, Oluo, and Petra, all dead. At the funeral I watch silently as families weep and clutch each other, to share strength. I've never been much for crying, I like to think I'm strong enough not to cry, but honestly, crying requires a strength I don't have. I look at their graves in silence, my eyes dry, until I see Petra. A few tears flow down before I realize it. I kneel on my knees in front of her, silently staring out the church windows, looking into heaven, where I know she is, watching me. When I look away I'm the only one left, and there's a hand on my shoulder. I turn and see it's her, with a sad smile on her face. The tears flow even more now. "Levi" she says and wraps her arms around me. I can't stand to let go of her, burying my head into her shoulder. When I look up I see the others standing behind her, wearing matching sad smiles, as a final goodbye. "I love you" I say as she fades away, she gives me one last smile, and then she's gone. And all I'm left with is the drying tears, and the soft smell of her hair.