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[hermione_vader]

Eventually, another crewperson led him through a few hallways to the studio, where a short, slim man in a gray suit sat, waiting for him. As soon as Thor stepped inside, a small pair of arms wrapped around his legs.

"I'm gonna do it! I'm gonna do it!" Helena exclaimed. "But Mom says I have to be on my very best behavior."

"I am sure you shall be." Thor grasped her hand and led her forward, toward an empty maroon leather chair. "And perhaps we might finish our discussion."

He sat down in the maroon chair and listened to the cushions deflate as Helena climbed onto his lap. They faced a small, slim, thin-haired man in gray suit. Thor recognized the anchor from the episodes he'd previewed with Pepper. Matt Something-Or-Other, if he recalled correctly.

Matt leaned forward and began to speak. "Look who's come to visit---"

"Sir, if you will give us just a moment, that would greatly obliged us," Thor told the anchor. Then he placed few red hairs behind Helena's ear. She smiled and put her arms around his neck. "Helena, I want you to listen to me very carefully."

"Mmmkay," she giggled.

Thor held up the end of her cape for her to see. "Armor, however fine it may be...armor does not last." He moved his right arm forward so the silver scales glinted in the garish lights. "One day, mine will wear out and new armor will be forged. That is why you must save yours. That is why your mother worries for it. Your armor is her gift to you. A wonderful gift. If you never take it off, it will wear out long before its time." As he spoke, she took off her helmet and stared down at it. Thor tipped her chin upward. "Save this armor for your darkest days, so that when you put it on, the glory of Asgard and all of its warriors will give you the strength and grace to carry on for many years to come. Can you do that for me, Helena?"

She shrugged and nodded. "I think so. Does this mean I can't wear it to bed?"

Thor simply laughed and hugged her. He spied her mother standing next to one of the cameras, mouthing "Thank you".

Thor looked back at the anchor. "Alright, Matt, you may commence."