Vast Nothingness
"Are you sure it's the rendezvous point?"
"Yes, Skye."
"But it's the middle of nowhere!"
"That's kind of the point."
Skye just huffed and hopped on the top of the car's hood, gazing down at the seemingly endless road in front of them, embraced by the great desert.
"It's kinda beautiful, you know," she said after a while. "This whole… nothingness. I mean, of course, it's not nothing. It's a road and mountain and shrubs, and maybe a rattlesnake or two, but still, there's some strange beauty to it, don't you think? In this whole… vastness." She babbled on, mostly to herself, not really expecting Ward to answer.
But he did. He took off his sunglasses, walked to her, leaned against the hood, and, gazing into the distance, he said, "It's the feeling of infinity, I think." He gestured towards the horizon. "Everything is so great, and it makes you feel small, insignificant, but at the same time, it's calling to you, urging you to go and explore it. It makes you feel like you could reach anything."
For the longest moment Skye didn't say a word, only stared at her S.O., her mouth open in awe.
"Wow," she said at last. "Who would have thought? There's a philosopher lost in you, Robot!"
Ward cracked an amused half-smile.
"I try."
"Hm," Skye hummed, swinging her legs. "You should try more often. It fits you well," she smiled. He didn't answer – at least not in words; but he did look at her, right in the eyes, and smiled.
Silence descended upon them.
"How long until they…?"
"Three hours."
"And Thor first arrived to Earth somewhere around here, right?"
"Yeah, his hammer was found not that far from here."
"Could we…?"
"No."