"Yes," X says promptly, her own gaze dropping for a moment, as if to give herself time to gather up her strength.

(Not that she has ever really let it go. She can't. It is not safe.)

"I can. I -- "

She raises her head a little to look at Thor and Norman, though she makes no move to break contact with either Elle or Bruce.

Not until they are safely away. If then.

"I will be okay."

This is, in its own way, another kind of promise. But her steps remain mostly unwavering as they make their way to the dragon and Thor, and home.

"Thank you."