A/N: For likewinning's prompt on the Comment Fic LJ comm: author's choice, author's choice, They were all slender, frail creatures with wondering eyes and soft fluttery voices. But they were made out of thin invisible steel. (A Tree Grows in Brooklyn).
That Invisible, Invincible Strength
Thor was always careful with Jane when he wrapped her up in his arms and held her close. She and those born of her world seemed so fragile and frail to his Aesir sensibilities, so easily broken, but then he would see what his fellow guardians in Midgard, the Avengers, could accomplish on the battlefield and watch his beloved Jane bend knowledge to her will with the strength and understanding he had seen in his mother, and Thor would think to himself that though these mortals were frail, they were made of invisible, invincible steel.
"You were wrong, my brother," he told Loki as they broke bread on one of his visits. "They are not weak, and they will never be ruled."
