"I'm not--I'm not." Why wasn't Thor listening? Why weren't the words making it out of his brain? Was what he experienced even real? It was! It was! And in some deep region of space, there he was, fighting through wounds without hope of rescue--

Tony began to hyperventilate, jerking in a useless struggle against the sensation of being trapped. A full minute of this frantic push and pull occurred until Tony could feel the warm weight of Thor's hands on his, and process his gentle reassurances.

"I'm not dead." He murmured through his slowing breath.