The sound of her voice is like a bucket of ice water over Thor's head, snapping him alert and near-sober as his heart leaps in his chest. He knows from Rabbit and Steven's visits that Natasha has taken over what remains of the Avengers, and it is her responsibility to deploy them as needed. For her to be calling him now...
A thousand possibilities go through him in a flash, and none of them good. Whatever emergency is brewing, whatever crisis has arisen that would lead her to call him in... Thor would have sprung at the chance for battle, in better years, but now his bloodlust has burned out so thoroughly that he would rather do almost anything else.
He's silent for a long moment before he discovers where his tongue has gone, and forces himself to respond, hoping he does not sound as reluctant as he feels. Natasha is his friend, his shield-sister, and he does not want to hurt her further. "I've... been busy," he says hesitantly, a blatant lie that she will no doubt notice, but he can think of no better excuse. "But there's... nothing pressing right now. Is there a problem?" Oh, how dearly he hopes the answer is no.
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on 2019-07-26 11:09 pm (UTC)A thousand possibilities go through him in a flash, and none of them good. Whatever emergency is brewing, whatever crisis has arisen that would lead her to call him in... Thor would have sprung at the chance for battle, in better years, but now his bloodlust has burned out so thoroughly that he would rather do almost anything else.
He's silent for a long moment before he discovers where his tongue has gone, and forces himself to respond, hoping he does not sound as reluctant as he feels. Natasha is his friend, his shield-sister, and he does not want to hurt her further. "I've... been busy," he says hesitantly, a blatant lie that she will no doubt notice, but he can think of no better excuse. "But there's... nothing pressing right now. Is there a problem?" Oh, how dearly he hopes the answer is no.