Mylakka winced when Fydra fled, feeling bad that he'd frightened her before he paused and the door snapped open, shock written across the vampires face. "your girl!?" he demanded, stunned and looking almost... hurt. "She's an Asgaurdian..." he whispered, feeling almost betrayed even if he knew it wasn't her fault she hadn't been able to tell him. "no she doesn't know who she is... or what she is... hell she didn't even remember having problems with her legs..." he admitted before gasping and whipping around. "Fydra! shit." he cursed, racing up the stairs and pulling her into his lap, holding her, comforting her. "shh Fydra, it's alright. i'm sorry i scared you. nothing bad is going to happen i promise." he muttered, Thor feeling insanely jealous that the Puny thing was touching the woman he had come to adore a great deal. she was broken, but she was so very strong! powerful and amazing, how could he not be attracted to her? "i didn't say you could come in!" Mylakka complained as he stood up, carrying Fydra in his arms and Thor shrugged. "you left the door open... we really don't mean to do you, or her harm..."
"you harm me just by being in my presence 'God" he hissed that last word as if it was the foulest most revolting thing on earth and he spun and carried Fydra out to the covered garden. it was basically a massive greenhouse with dirt for a floor but it had all sorts of wonderful things growing in there, and the rain wouldn't become a problem. "wait here alright? i can't be sure that these men really know who you are and i don't want to leave you alone with them at the moment. will you trust me for a while?" he asked hopefully, his head tilted. "i'll get your wheelchair in here for you in just a moment." he promised, rushing out the door and shoving Thor away from the door he had come out of. "don't even think about it! for all i know your the men that tried to kill her! so back off!" he hissed, Thor swelling with rage as lighting zapped off of his hammer.