.ೃ࿔*:･𝐢𝐱. i'll stare directly at the sun, but never in the mirror

𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐃𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄, casting playful shadows on her skin. Her powers rendered her insensitive to the sun's warmth, so she reveled in the light, her eyes neither squinting nor burning the longer she stared. The sensation was almost meditative, a moment of stillness amidst the chaos that had recently consumed her life.

Taking a deep breath, Ingrid lowered her gaze to the object before her. The Tesseract, encased in an intricate mechanism that was far beyond her comprehension, pulsed with an otherworldly energy. Though she didn’t fully grasp its complexities, the device's function was clear enough: in a bright blue flash, Thor and Loki had vanished, leaving an air of tension and finality in their wake.

Slowly, everyone gathered around Tony's car. Bruce and Ingrid were both going to be staying with Tony. Steve offered them a nod before heading off on his own path. Natasha and Clint were preparing to return to their duties at S.H.I.E.L.D., their faces set with determination.

Ingrid glanced at Tony, her initial hostility towards him now replaced with a sense of gratitude. When she first met him, his arrogance had grated on her, but his offer of a temporary home had changed her perspective. Staying with Tony meant that both she and her father would have a safe place to stay, a sanctuary where they could stop running and start rebuilding their lives. She took a deep breath, feeling the weight of the past few days lifting slightly.

Tony, noticing her gaze, offered a small, genuine smile. "Ready to go?" he asked, his tone uncharacteristically gentle.

Ingrid nodded, giving both Tony and Bruce a reassuring look. And, for the first time in a long while, Ingrid felt a glimmer of hope.