"Speaking of powers..." Brooklyn turned back to Skuld, not wanting to dwell too long on his own problems. He could still defend himself well enough, especially now. "How are you doing?" he asked. "I don't want to leave you if you're too worn out."

He wasn't sure how much he liked the idea of staying cooped up for the rest of the night, either, but the goddess's safety was far more important. (The fact that she was a young female notwithstanding.)