Steve can only just barely hold his tongue at the teasing jab. Not because it isn't appropriate for the occasion, but because 'I'm one of the only ones left how can, pal' just feels insensitive given the situation. Maybe he's becoming cynical or maybe he's been thinking too much of people who aren't here the last few days. When Rhodey came and told him they were holding a dinner for him Steve couldn't believe it.
He can't deny it's probably better for him than what his own plans for the day were going to be though. It feels...good. To be around the friends that are still here. Better that Thor's beaten back his own personal demons to come out and see them all.
"That's what they tell me." Steve says instead. "Though if you ask me it's cheating to miss out on most of them by being asleep. I don't feel it, but they expect me to act my age. Seems unfair." That's safer. Not as apt to drag up unwanted memories for Thor or anyone else in earshot.
The soldier turns and grasps Thor on the arm. Holds it there just long enough to hopefully draw the God's eye to meet Steve's own. It's good to see him. He wants Thor to know that.
"Started volunteering for a neighborhood restoration initiative down by my apartment. It almost feels like..." Steve pauses before he glances up again. "Like being back Home. In my time. We organize neighborhood potlucks, help folks get their places fixed whenever anything breaks. I know everyone I live by suddenly. It's. It's strange. Not bad, though."
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on 2019-08-13 01:17 am (UTC)He can't deny it's probably better for him than what his own plans for the day were going to be though. It feels...good. To be around the friends that are still here. Better that Thor's beaten back his own personal demons to come out and see them all.
"That's what they tell me." Steve says instead. "Though if you ask me it's cheating to miss out on most of them by being asleep. I don't feel it, but they expect me to act my age. Seems unfair." That's safer. Not as apt to drag up unwanted memories for Thor or anyone else in earshot.
The soldier turns and grasps Thor on the arm. Holds it there just long enough to hopefully draw the God's eye to meet Steve's own. It's good to see him. He wants Thor to know that.
"Started volunteering for a neighborhood restoration initiative down by my apartment. It almost feels like..." Steve pauses before he glances up again. "Like being back Home. In my time. We organize neighborhood potlucks, help folks get their places fixed whenever anything breaks. I know everyone I live by suddenly. It's. It's strange. Not bad, though."