"You've done well," Thor says approvingly, looking over the tables at their offerings. Modest it may be, but it's still the largest feast that he's seen since... well, since. Fresh fruits and vegetables are still hard to come by in Asvera, as with many parts of Earth, and she's managed to gather them anyway. Natasha has always had her ways of getting exactly what she needs, or making do with what she has, and that talent clearly hasn't been left by the wayside. Despite his nerves, he finds he actually does have an appetite today, and the scent of smoke on the breeze makes his stomach growl in anticipation.
Until then, of course, he takes the offered beer with only the slightest flicker of regret that he hadn't thought to bring a flask along. Or a keg. This is Steven's birthday, after all. But even if the human-brewed drink is too weak to warm his blood, at least the taste is familiar, and that's its own sort of comfort. "Thank you. That's our cue to get something to wash down with it, I think," he adds as an aside to Steve, nodding toward the table with the food on it. It's been some time since he's shared a meal with his human friends - a real one, not just drinks - and now that he's here, he's finding that he's missed it a lot.
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on 2019-08-17 09:01 pm (UTC)Until then, of course, he takes the offered beer with only the slightest flicker of regret that he hadn't thought to bring a flask along. Or a keg. This is Steven's birthday, after all. But even if the human-brewed drink is too weak to warm his blood, at least the taste is familiar, and that's its own sort of comfort. "Thank you. That's our cue to get something to wash down with it, I think," he adds as an aside to Steve, nodding toward the table with the food on it. It's been some time since he's shared a meal with his human friends - a real one, not just drinks - and now that he's here, he's finding that he's missed it a lot.