There was much work to be done. Planning for travel to Asgard, with or without Hermione at his side. Opening his eyes, he stared at the stars scattered there, so different from the ones he grew up with. This world was not his, nor would it ever be. Heart aching at the thought, he prayed to the gods that Hermione would see reason and join him in Jotunheim once this new war was at an end. After all, she was like him as of now... She would live a long, long life, if she so wished it.