"Jane!" A bellowing voice cut through her thoughts and suddenly she was scooped into a pair of solid arms. When she looked over her shoulder she was met with Thor's familiar grin. "It's been too long!"
Jane couldn’t help but gasp when Thor hugged her—in part because he’d surprised her, but also because he was squeezing the breath out of her. “Thor!” she said. She didn’t want to be flustered, but his hug had scrambled her brains a little. “You, uh—you look great.” It wasn’t what she’d meant to say, but it was out.
Thor didn't seem to mind her embarrassing slip up. He set her down carefully on the ground, releasing her from his bone crushing grip. Despite its accidental nature, her comment was quite correct. Thor had grown even more muscular since last summer, a fact his slightly-too-small t-shirt accented nicely.
"You look just as great!" He said cheerfully, stuffing his hands into his jean pockets.
