[Nero gives a level glare to Thor -- he's clearly the one making it rain, and even if that's weird as shit, it's hardly the weirdest thing Nero's ever seen -- but it's just rain, and he's just wet, so who cares.

Let him have his fun. He makes sure to shake his leg fast enough it splashes back on Thor, anyway.

(Maybe, for a second, he got a glimpse of that real grief. The grief that comes with having an evil family member.

God. That sounds stupid.)

Nero turns his back on him, heading towards the forest. He shrugs a single shoulder.] Maybe I get it.

[Red Queen's been with him his whole career. He knew her grooves, the roar of her systems, the burn of her fire. The nicks and gouges where she got caught on demonic horns, or bones, or the occasional scythe.

Nero gives a sigh, a shake of his head, as they step into the shade of the trees. It's not the first time he's navigated through one, but he'd known those trees his whole life. Not that he's worried about getting lost; he's gonna bet Solvunn isn't exactly geared for air defense.]

This is really what you wanna talk about? Family? Man, I barely know you. [And, all right, he only knows Himeka and Wanda a bit better, but he didn't exactly ask to share his memories with them, either.] I didn't oogle, by the way. She'd have killed me, and I got a girl. [All right. Maybe he doesn't mind talking about Kyrie.] Back home. She's not here, far as I know.

[He shoves a branch out of his way, considering holding it back so it thwacks Thor in the head. Next time. When he doesn't see it coming.] I was on my way back home to her when they dragged my ass here.