Whether Natasha is just putting on a friendly face or she's genuinely pleased to see him, Thor can't tell, even after the time he's spent in her company before. But either way, it eases his nerves a little to be greeted like this, and he manages a smile for her. "Hey yourself."

Good to see he hasn't underdressed for the occasion, anyway. The last time they were together for an event like this, it was way more formal. He hadn't minded back then. The effort seems exhausting, now. But at least he's not the only one who thinks so today.

Thor props up Stormbreaker against the wall, well out of the way of any foot traffic, where it should be safe until he needs to go back home. "That does sound like a victory," he agrees, though there's still time for Steve to say otherwise in between now and dinner's end. Thor runs his metal fingers through his hair, making sure it's behaving how he wants. "Everyone else made it safely?"