After deciding on this plan, Thor brought his friends and mine to get ready.

The Warriors 3 and Sif focused on preparing their weapons. From behind them all, I watched. This was about collecting information.

Freyja blocked my path. "You know you must change out of that dress."

"Fine, yeah." I reached for the release on the suit. "Just give me a-"

"No. That suit won't work. Your armor is latex." Freyja deadpanned.

"No! It's a highly durable complex material-" I began.

"It's a circus parade." Freyja countered.

I rolled my eyes. Freyja had worn worse outfits. Why was I suddenly getting third degree? The outfit barely mattered, the concern was in how I could avoid being attacked by Jötunn. The suit was just fine. I worked hard on the thing.

"Here." Loki's hands glowed with magic.

I stood still. Freyja jumped back. Loki's magic whirled around me.

The magic settled. It felt more firm than a simple illusion. I checked it. The metal was firm. He'd definitely stolen this. I loved it. The metal was a shining Asgardian steel.

"Thank you." I praised Loki. "I like it. It's even got a hood like my suit!"

He smiled. "It was no trouble."

"Of course not. He stole it from Sif." Freyja told them. I smiled. He did steal it, I was right. "She'll kill you when she finds out."

"On the contrary. It cannot belong to Lady Sif- she and Queen Morgan are different sizes." Loki countered. The biggest mischievous grin on his face as he was saying it.

"They are the same height!" Freyja argued.

"Not that size, sweetheart." I teased, adding a wink to fuck with her. Freyja rolled her eyes to the heavens in annoyance. "Then again I am really not digging the design of the chestplate anyway..."

At Freyja's glare of 'how can I kill you in public and get away with it', I sent Loki a smile. The smile he gave back was different than I expected. There wasn't much mischief to it- instead this was a more pleasant surprise. He smiled in this way, a hesitant curl of the lip and confused tilt to the eyebrows. He didn't understand my smile, that at our antics I would even want to smile with him.

It made my heart hurt for him. How had things been for him that when someone liked his traits he became confused? He deserved a lot better. Loki would get a lot better. What use was learning about friendship from the most renowned experts if I never put their lessons to use?

Loki decided how best to handle these feelings. Ignore them. He turned towards his brother, leaving Freyja and myself behind. "Brother, Lady Morgan is properly outfitted."

"Excellent!" Thor's voice boomed. That sucked. It really, really sucked. "With that solved, our next step is that we must find a way to get past Heimdall."

Freyja held my arm, walking me to a weapon's table. I declined any, instead holding up my bo staff. Freyja gave me a sword. I declined. Freyja held up a dagger. In respect to my sister and Loki, I declined.

"That will be no easy task. It's said the Gatekeeper can see a single drop of dew fall from a blade of grass a thousand worlds away." Volstagg cautioned his friends.

"Yes and he can hear a cricket passing gas in Niflheim." Fandral teased.

Loki saw Freyja's trouble. He glanced at my staff, then the weapons. Freyja offered me a crossbow, I declined.

"Jest not!" Volstagg warned. "He heareth all!"

"Please! Getting past him should be simple enough now. Since he seems that he's letting Frost Giants sneak by under his nose." Fandral laughed.

"He meaneth no offense." Volstagg spoke his quiet prayer.

Loki handed me a wooden spear. It wasn't a normal one, I could tell immediately after holding it. Though it looked to be made of steel, in my hand I felt wood. This staff held strength. It held its own kind of magic. This thing was tough. This...was this what it was like to get a wand from Olivanders? That's what this felt like.

"It is made of Asgardian wood, and varnished with our metal. It will be more reliable than your Midgardian weaponry." Loki explained.

"I like this." I praised, my thumbs tracing the silver wood. "Thank you."

Again, the show of genuine praise confused him. Instead he walked behind us towards an attending servant.

Freyja huffed in annoyance. She held my arm. "Come. You're riding with me."

"Ew no." I flinched from her in disgust.

"You have no other options." Freyja scolded.

"I told you about Freyja's hog. Why would I want to ride anything of your's?" I argued.

"It's not like you're actually riding the Doctor!" Freyja argued.

It was in my head. The image was stuck in my head! This wasn't what I wanted, this wasn't nice. "Do not do this to me!" I should beat her with this stick, test it out on a living being. Freyja wouldn't mind after a good swing.

Loki stepped in between us. "Lucky for you then we have horses to spare." Loki put a hand on my back, guiding me to a horse.

==L==

This horse loved me. Not only that, he was a great conversationalist. He really enjoyed fast races in the forest of Asgard.

Thor halted our party as we approached the Bifrost. We all climbed from our horses, myself being the last.

The horse- named Ketil, after his dark eyes and not his coat, no matter what the other horses said- noticed my stress. He asked what was wrong. It was hard to explain that the heights below gutted me. That each second here reminded me of this movie's end.

No Loki

I neighed softly. Hogan side eyed me. Not that it mattered, none of them would be able to stop the disaster that was coming. Or make me feel better. Ketil did a good job though. He was the only man I could ever respect.

"Leave this to me." Loki cautioned the group. He walked ahead, meeting with the well imposing figure of Heimdall. "Good Heimdall-"

"You're not dressed warmly enough." Heimdall advised.

"I'm sorry?" Loki asked, verbally stumbling.

"Do you think that you can deceive me?" Heimdall asked, challenging.

"You must be mistaken-" Loki tried.

"Enough!" Thor snapped. Loki lowered his head in submission. I made to move forward, Freyja stopping me. "Heimdall, may we pass?"

"Never has an enemy slipped my watch, until this day." Heimdall admitted. His bright Orange eyes glanced to Loki before going back to Thor. The utter cock. "I wish to know how that happened."

"Then tell no one where we've gone, until we've returned. Understand?" Thor ordered.

Heimdall nodded.

Fuck you, Heimdall. You're cool but you have no reason to hate Loki

He was saving people

Doing his best

It was your betrayal that let everything fall like it did

Double fuck you

The rest of the Warriors were smiling. It sickened me worse than the dismissals of Loki. Not only was it Heimdall's fault, the Warriors and Sif hadn't helped. Thinking about their actions was actually making me mad.

"What happened? Your silver tongue turn to lead?" Volstagg mocked him.

Loki was still standing where Thor left him. I can see how this was concerning him. Loki's plan hinged on us stopping here.

"You tried, good job." I praised him.

Loki eyed me, his eyes darting to me and the observatory. "Morgan-" He hissed in a whisper.

"Everything is going to plan." I told him. "Okay? It's all working fine."

Loki did not look convinced. My own silver tongue was hardening in my mouth. This required quick thinking.

"Wait what happened to the horses?" I asked loudly.

Thor and the Warriors halted. Freyja sighed. "They fell over the side, who cares?" Freyja dismissed.

"You heartless vagabond!" Not Ketil- no! He was so nice! Freyja was smiling too widely at me. She was either playing along or being a bitch. "Ketil better be okay."

"You named a borrowed horse?" Fandral asked.

"He named himself! I was the only one polite enough to ask." I argued.

Heimdall stopped me. Freyja stood by my side. "I do not remember your arrival either."

I gave him a confused smile. "You didn't notice where the horses went-"

"Back to their stables." Heimdall answered. "They took the doors you entered from."

"I didn't hear the door." I pointed out.

"Your focus was elsewhere." Heimdall answered again.

"Funny, that, how losing one's focus can conceal the truth." I remarked, raising the hood on the armor.

Heimdall narrowed the orange eyes in me. I didn't shake in fear of them. They would not scare me as they did before.

I delayed as long as I could. With a silent apologetic look to Loki, he gave a solemn nod. There was nothing more we could really do short of killing them. Though I'm sure Freyja would like that plan (River usually did).

Heimdall ushered us into the observatory dome. His sword glowed bright in its stand as he slid it into place. Lightning started to fly off the sword, hitting the spinning outer dome.

"Be warned." Heimdall spoke over the buzzing. "I will honor my sworn oath, to protect this Realm as its Gatekeeper. If your return threatens the safety of Asgard, Bifrost will remain closed to you. And you'll be left to die in the cold wastes of Jotunheim."

"Charming." Freyja huffed.

"Couldn't you just leave the bridge open for us?" Fandral asked him.

"To leave the bridge open, would unleash the full power of the Bifrost, and destroy Jotunheim with you upon it." Heimdall cautioned.

"I have no plans to die today." Thor boomed with a laugh.

"None do." Heimdall warned.

Then I got the pleasure of feeling the power of the Bifrost for myself.

==L==

Jotunheim was cold.

River Song never saw much point in the atmosphere of a place. Everything was window dressing to the actual interesting bits, the stuff going on beneath the surface.

Besides, the Jotunheim didn't have much for a surface. The entire landscape was lit in dark blue moonlight. River barely saw anything of the place. She could make out the trees, a sparsely dense forest of trees taller than most buildings and palaces. Mountains were seen, and some seen through with cracks running along them. There were structures that most likely were once dazzling buildings. They were in ruins now.

None of that touched on how cold the whole place was. It was seeping into her bones through her armor. River convinced herself the void of space was warmer than this place. How could any species live here? Sure, the Antarctic back home was full of creatures surviving, they got sunlight. Jotunheim looked as though it never felt even one ray of it.

The planet was terrible to be in. No sane person could live here.

Which of course meant one person really wanted to be here.

"Wow." Morgan spoke, looking around at the vastness of the planet. She spoke with reverence in her tone.

River wondered how the Doctor could stand it. How much time lost on planets like this at Morgan's request? Then again, that was the sort of thing the Doctor loved. This complete love for new planets, all the naive humans he could show the universe to make fall in line with him. River's parents were the same.

River huffed. "Morgan! We don't have time for you to fall in love with architecture!" She scolded, grabbing her arm to pull Morgan away.

"But it's so beautiful!" Morgan complained, pitifully. "The landscape too! Look at that mountain range, it's a wonder!"

River continued to drag Morgan along. "Of course you'd love the Jotunheim."

"It's amazing!" Morgan argued with her. "Look at it! I can list it! Everything's cold, I don't see another life for miles, and the view will literally be what my Heaven is."

"Do not be fooled." Thor warned. "This place is a hellscape."

Morgan sneered in disagreement. The annoyance fell away as she looked up at the sky. River wondered if there was a cliff to push her from.

"We shouldn't be here." Hogun stated. That was properly cryptic.

"Too late now." Thor told them.

"Actually it's not. We could turn right around, hop back to Asgard, share a mug by the fire. Could be nice." Fandral offered.

"I like that option." River would much rather be sitting around the ugly golden city than the uglier blue wasteland.

"Perhaps we should wait." Loki cautioned.

"For what?" Thor questioned. He was impatiently walking ahead of the group.

"To survey the enemy. To gauge their strengths and weaknesses from a distance." Loki explained. This was what someone rational would be doing, River would be doing that. Morgan might be doing that.

"He's right." Ah, see? Morgan was agreeing. "We should know how many we're fighting too. You know, to keep us from being overpowered?"

"We know all we must. It's time to act." Thor started marching ahead. This forced his friends to follow, lest they let Thor get himself killed alone.

"He's just got to swing his hammer." Sif huffed.

River agreed with her. Everyone else had swords or something sharp, Morgan had a very big stick she insisted on using. They all had to work harder to not-die than Thor, a man protected by his royal status and magic hammer. River walked closer to Morgan, keeping her from wandering off to explore this frozen wasteland.

"It feels good, doesn't it? To be together again, adventuring on another world?" Thor asked. No doubt he could tell the air in his hunting party was tense.

"Adventuring? Is that what we're doing?" Fandral asked.

"What would you call it?" Thor asked them, grinning widely at the idea of an adventure.

"Freezing." Fandral offered.

"Starving." Volstagg offered.

"Dying." River suggested.

"Whining." Sif narrowed her eyes on her friends.

"How about a song to lift our spirits?" Thor asked.

The Warriors 3, Sif, and Loki groaned. Morgan was too busy looking at a floating monolith.

"No, not that!" Hogun asked.

"Please don't make us sing again!" Sif pleaded.

"If I have to listen to Volstagg's singing voice one more time, I'll fall on my own sword!" Fandral pleaded.

"Well, now I'm on board." Sif cheered.

"I'll offer my own sword, if you want it." River held it up to prove it.

"Did you ever think as a hearse goes by that you may be the next to die?" Morgan started singing. River wanted to run her through with a sword. It didn't help that the song sounded depressing. "They wrap you up in a big white sheet from your head down to your feet. As worms crawl in and worms crawl out, in your stomach and out your snout-"

River glared. "Why do you insist on speaking."

"Because it annoys you." Morgan replied easily, still looking over the landscape. "And your eyes fall out and your teeth decay- that is the end of a perfect day."

"That song is depressing." Loki noted.

"You would know, brother." Thor teased. All of his friends laughed.

River looked over to Morgan and Loki. Loki was glaring in annoyance, while Morgan gave him an assuring smile. For all that River disliked him, she had to admit that Loki didn't deserve that.

They walked in frozen silence for the next twenty minutes. River spotted the edge of the Frost Giant city. Everything was a disaster, a war front that never cleared up. A thousand years, they never cleaned up. River doubted they needed the Casket to repair cities back to any former greatness.

"Where are they?" Sif questioned.

"Hiding. As cowards always do." Thor dismissed.

River doubted they were cowardly. Morgan seemed sympathetic to them. For all that Morgan's heart bled, River rarely saw Morgan act kind towards a species that didn't deserve. Asgard held no love to their blue neighbors...that could just be part of it.

"What is your business here, Asgardian?" A voice boomed. River looked- seeing a twenty foot being standing guard. Even with his height, River only saw him for the red in his eyes. His blue skin helped him blend into the frozen wall behind him.

"I speak only to your King. Not to his foot soldiers." Thor insulted.

"Then speak." A different voice ordered.

River would never admit to anyone- not even Morgan- that the voice struck fear in her. She looked ahead. Another figure could be seen amongst the wall. A pair of red eyes glaring out at the group of intruders.

She knew his name before he spoke a word.

"I am Laufey, King of this Realm."

"And I am-"

"We know who you are, Odinson." Laufey dismissed. "Why have you brought the stench of your blood into my world?"

"I demand answers." Thor ordered.

"You 'demand'?" Laufey repeated, taunting the boy-king.

"How did your people get into Asgard?" Thor shouted

"The house of Odin is full of traitors." Laufey answered easily.

"Do not dishonor my father's name with your lies!" Thor spat.

Laufey stood to his full height. River tightened her hand, itching to have a pistol for attack instead of a sword. She heard Morgan curse at her side.

"Your father is a murderer and a thief." Laufey accused. "He stole what was ours, and left our world in ruins. We have the right to reclaim the Casket."

"Not when you'd use it to make war against other Realms." Thor argued right back. River doubted he meant that Laufey would use it against Earth, as the stories said, moreover they would use it on Asgard.

Laufey laughed. "And why have you come here? To make peace? You long for battle. You crave it! You're nothing but a boy, trying to prove himself a man."

River glanced around. She inched closer to Morgan. "You hear it?"

"Cracking ice." Morgan confirmed. "Multiple Jotuns...I'm saying 20."

"I would've said 15."

"Some in the mountain structure around us." Morgan reported.

River carefully glanced up. Morgan was right- again.

"This boy has grown tired of your mockery." Thor growled.

Many of the Frost Giants growled. River saw them step from their hiding places. Many grew axes from their hands of pure ice, many grew daggers and swords. Loki stepped up to Thor's side, pulling his brother back. The golden prince stared up in rage at the King.

"Thor, stop and think. Look around you. We are outnumbered." Loki cautioned.

"Know your place, brother." Thor hissed.

"You should listen to his counsel. You know not what your actions would unleash. But I do." Laufey warned. His voice was grave. The results of the last war sat all around them, River couldn't blame him for that caution. "Go now, while I still allow it."

"We will accept your most gracious offer. Come on, brother." Loki tried to drag Thor back with him.

The golden prince refused to move.

River heard ice creaking all around them. The growing hoard of Frost Giants were coming ever closer. The Frost Giant who stood as sentry stepped forward to glare with Thor.

Loki put his hand on Thor's arm. It got the golden prince to cave. He huffed angrily, storming off.

"Run back home, little princess." The Frost Giant taunted.

"Damn." Loki mumbled.

"Yeah...we're dead." Morgan agreed.

"That lunatic." River grumbled.

Thor threw his hammer into the face of the Frost Giant. It came out with a loud crack.

"Next!" Thor shouted, laughing.

Still, with no gun in hand, River ran into battle.

==L==

Loki didn't like that his brother instigated a fight. He didn't like that they ended up on Jotunheim, despite all of his and Morgan's efforts. Loki tried to keep track of the battlefield. More and more Frost Giants rushed out into the fight. Loki was working on keeping himself alive- tricking various ways of killing Frost Giants.

Morgan seemed to be the only one showing restraint. As the weakest of the group, that must make sense. Though the Frost Giants thought the same. They were coming at her with aggression.

"At least make it a challenge for me!" Thor shouted. One Frost Giant charged at him, making Thor hit him in the face with Mjolnir. "That's more like it!"

Loki heard Volstagg cry out in pain.

"Don't let them touch you!" Volstagg warned.

Loki saw one Frost Giant charging at him. Morgan stepped in the way, smacking the Frost Giant's head with the staff. She smiled at him. Loki found himself smiling back- once again trying to push down the warm feeling bubbling in his chest. Especially as another Frost Giant rushed at them both.

With no time to cast an illusion, Loki pushed Morgan to the side with the hope of gutting the beast. Instead, the Frost Giant grabbed his arm. Already Loki could feel the coldness of it seeping through his armor, biting into his skin. His armor cracked away, with the blue skin touching his pale white.

Loki expected to feel the frostbite. He expected to cry out in pain as Volstagg had done.

Instead his arm turned blue.

==L==

I knocked the Jotun's leg then uppercut his jaw with the Asgardian staff. He fell back. His only sign of his life was his falling and rising chest. It took trial and error for that to knock them out rather than outright murder. This thing was like a fucking baseball bat times thirty.

When I turned to Loki he was staring at his blue arm. It was shifting back to a pale tone without the Jotun's touch to bring it back. I put my hand on his other shoulder. Loki flinched back, staring up at me with wide fearful eyes.

"We need to leave!" I yelled at him. "Back to the BiFrost!"

His expression was still one of loss. Loki nodded along with my plan.

At that moment, we could head Fandral screaming.

==L==

River watched the head of a Frost Giant bounce on the ground. She heard Fandral screaming. When she looked for him, she spotted him with his shoulder impaled on ice.

The group converged on their fallen comrade. Morgan whacked an approaching Frost Giant with the staff, as it fighting them was a new form of baseball. River kept a defensive position with Sif as Volstagg and Hogun lifted Fandral off the ice.

"Thor!" Sif called out, swiping her double sided sword.

River lashed out her large sword. It cut a Frost Giant on the chest. She heard Thor's laugh on the breeze.

Fandral yelled out in pain.

"We must go!" Loki tried to get his brother's attention.

Morgan and Loki held up the rear as they evacuated. Volstagg carried Fandral. River, Sif, and Hogun worked to clear the path. Thor was arrogantly taking on the hoard by himself.

The very act of it was enraging the King. Laufey cast out his hand. River wished she'd watched the movie with Amy and Rory so she could know what was happening next.

Unfortunately River got her wish. A large rampaging beast came out from a crevice. It stood over a hundred feet, with ice for skin and glaciers for teeth. It roared out. Red eyes narrowed on them. The beast found his prey. It gave chase.

The Warriors, Loki, River, and Morgan ran from it.

"Morgan. What can you do?" River prompted.

Morgan seemed conflicted for a split moment. River saw there was an idea ticking behind her eyes. "It's insane and I don't like it!" Morgan cautioned. She tucked her gifted staff back into her Bag.

"Do it!" River yelled.

She nodded.

As the group began to run, River heard Morgan chanting. River couldn't see exactly what was happening- all she saw was a golden glow.

She couldn't see the skies of Jotunheim anymore, nor could she feel the ground shaking beneath her feet. As they ran, River noticed it stopped being so cold.

"It's warm." Fandral noted, agreeing with River.

The sky was blue as it was on Earth. Ice was no longer beneath their feet, instead it was the brightest green grass. The mountain ranges that Morgan praised earlier actually looked beautiful now. This area stretched out for a few hundred yards. Jotunheim did not look like a wasteland, it looked like a paradise.

River checked on her friend. Morgan breathed a harsh breath, sweat already on her brow. She was trembling, putting a hand on River's shoulder for balance. The glow still came brightly from her hands.

"How long can you hold it?" She tried to make her voice louder than the beast's mandibles pounding on the shield.

Morgan clenched her teeth. Her eyes were squeezed tight. River pretended not to notice the tears coming down from her cheeks. "Long enough, I hope."

"How did you manage to make this?" Sif quizzed.

"It's no doubt taking all her focus to maintain this shield! Do not distract her." Loki scolded. "We need to keep moving!"

"Can't we wait here for-" Fandral asked.

The beast banged their head on the barrier. They were the only thing of the original Jotunheim visible. That Frost Giants were too small at this distance.

Morgan cried out, curling up. The glow flickered a moment. The large shield did as well.

"Run!" Volstagg shouted.

River grabbed Morgan's arm, helping her up. She ran alongside Morgan to keep the Traveler in pace. The enchantment was putting a strain on her friend. She sagged with every breath, her face scrunched up like she had been stabbed.

They made it to the drop point of the Bifrost.

"Heimdall! Open the bridge!" Loki called out.

No light came from the sky. All that existed was the illusion crafted by Morgan's shield. The warmth beaming down feeling so good...River was reminded of cocoa after a snowy day, and stories with her parents. Sleepovers with her mother in her front yard, waiting for the Doctor.

This warmth was not so basic as one from a fireplace or a warming charm. This warmth reminded River of home. It kept biting cold from her skin, and filled up her heart with something loving.

Where did Morgan learn magic like that?

Morgan screamed out in pain. The beast attacked the shield once again. The scream cut off sharply.

Morgan fell into Loki's arms. River went to her friend's side. Morgan had fainted. Whatever spell she used took up so much of her energy.

"Morgan?" Loki whispered to her. "Morgan!"

Her eyes blinked open. She looked up at Loki and River in a daze. River was shaken by how foggy Morgan's eyes were. River wasn't used to seeing Morgan so low.

Morgan hummed, curling tighter to Loki. He stiffened, quickly transitioning Morgan into River's arms. Before River could ask anything, Loki backed away from them both. He stared at his hands in dismay.

Thor showed up then. He flew through the mighty beast. He and his hammer tore them apart by the throat. River saw through the gaping hole.

Thor landed in the middle of his friends. He smiled, overjoyed. None of this was real. It was all a bloody game to him. Even as Frost Giants took advantage of the disappeared shield, converging on them like maggots on a corpse, Thor smiled.

And now the closest thing River had to family in this reality was dying over it.

Why can't I just kill him again?

A light came from the sky. A large glowing bridge fired down from the sky to land around the Asgardians.

Odin stood, seated on his war horse. Sleipnir's cry was a welcome sign. They were finally safe. River could get Morgan help.

"Father! We'll finish them together!" Thor cheered. He raised his fist, Mjolnir tight for another throw.

"Silence!" Odin ordered.

Thor's throwing arm lowered.

Morgan shivered again. River hugged her tight, trying to get color back on her friend's face.

"All-Father. You look weary." Laufey taunted.

"Laufey. End this now." Odin ordered.

"Your boy sought this out." Laufey challenged.

"You're right. These are the actions of a boy. Treat them as such." Odin instructed.

River checked Morgan's head. Her friend was burning up with fever. She shook with a chil, curling tighter on herself. Whatever magic Morgan used, she risked far too much to do it.

Was this a part of your plan?

Was it worth it?

We were supposed to stop all of this from happening. Look at what it's cost you.

I shouldn't have summoned you. That was my mistake. You always give too much, you idiot.

"You and I can end this, here and now. before there's further bloodshed." Odin offered.

"We are beyond diplomacy now, All-Father. He'll get what he came for... war and death." Laufey warned.

"So be it." Odin replied.

They were swept over by light. The only color River saw was the amber of Morgan's eyes.

==L==

Laufey watched the Bifrost fade, taking the retreating Asgardians with it. He sneered at the image of Odin's boy.

Someone tapped his arm. Laufey glanced at him in acknowledgement.

"The witch...she did something to the ground." The warrior reported.

Laufey cared little for it. He cared more for his fallen people. "It was falling apart already. Tend to the dead you can find-"

"King Laufey, she did not break it." The warrior corrected. "She fixed it."

==L==

AN: Yeah I used deleted scenes. What the fuck are you gonna do about it?

I'm bad at writing fight scenes so I wanted to give you guys some better scenes to look at. My fight scenes make no sense. Instead I just go magic-magic-magic, hoping y'all like it.

Please leave a comment! It lets me know y'all like what you're reading. Even if you don't like it, comment what's wrong! How can I learn if nobody tells me what's wrong?

I also want to stress it's not a chapter written by me if Morgan doesn't suffer.