Probably not all of them in the next couple days? Probably.

She goes back.

"Vanaheim's not going to last the week."

"All right. We only get one shot at this - are we going to be better at anything twenty days from now -"

"I'm not unless my people show up, how's your R&D going -"

"I'm not twenty days from anything brilliant, are you -"

"Nope. We can rig things to explode - if we waited twenty days we could maybe rig them to explode more but I don't think that ends up mattering -"

"We need our own gauntlet, how long as that going to take to forge -"

"Not long. I can go now."

"Okay. - oh, someone should tell Nebula the plan -"

"Where's she? Oh, and Lúthien's answer might depend on how long she has to think."

"She's back on Titan. She heard the plan and I expect she'll be happy to go with it."

"Where on Titan, I can't efficiently search a planet for a person."

"Near where you found me."

Loki nods and goes to fetch Nebula.

"How do you want to rig Vanaheim to be distractingly explody."

"Lotsa different ways, I think. The more complicated the more attention he has to pay to nope it, right?"

"Honestly I have no idea but maybe. It has to be big or he doesn't need to pay attention to it at all, though."

"We can do big."

"The stones make you omnipotent but don't make you more - attentive?" says Carol.

"We think not. We think he's got to decide to use them and decide how, and if he were smart he'd always use the Time Stone to play things through a thousand times before he showed up somewhere, but - he won. He's not being as careful as before. And the rocks don't like him that much."

"How do I make my rock like me, exactly?"

"You'd have to ask Loki."

Loki's back presently with Nebula. Nebula isn't talkative; she paces, agitated, along one of the walls of the room.

"Hi! We're going to murder your dad ahead of schedule, we don't think there's reason to wait for Lemistra in particular and the less time the world is like this the better, yeah?"

"Mm-hm," says Nebula, not looking at him.