"Are you one of those men who desires powerful women?" Roxie asked wryly. While she'd been the one to have many romantic dalliances - indeed the last filled up most of the alphabet, starting from Apollo all the way down to Vincent - she was certain that her brother had less romantic entanglements than she did.

Which was a pity. She'd seen the way women - goddesses and mortals alike - as well as some men looked at Alex.

Frankly, she didn't blame them.

She paused and fiddled with the golden tassle on the pillow. Were there things he could help her with? She wanted the nightmares to stop. She wanted to be able to fly out into space again, without worrying about a surprise Kree ship waiting to nab her again. She wanted Joe to come back.

"I'm fine right now," she said instead, working her lips up into a smile. "Some issues I need to deal with, but if they get too bad, I promise I'll pull you into my chaos. For now, I'm just glad that you're here, even if the circumstances for it are less than stellar."