"That a warrior thing, or an Asgard thing?" Tony asked. "War stories and all that?" He still wasnāt too sure how life worked on Asgard, but he knew here on Earth, traumatizing experiences went one of two ways: you bragged about your battles and your scars, or you hid them away and pretended they never happened. You definitely wouldnāt catch Steve talking about the war anytime soon. "Yeah, sure, why not? We can do it here. Youāll get a real Midgard thanksgiving," Tony shrugged; he couldnāt cook to save his life, but he no doubts at all that Steve and Bruce would be going out of their way to make a real at home holiday for everyone. Theyād always just seemed the type. He nodded as he listened to the stories of the hammer, the two already halfway down to the cafeteria. "Steve?" Tony asked, looking over. "What uhā¦what makes someone worthy?" He was pretty sure that Steve was worthy of everything, but he might be biased.
"To be honest, I am not sure. I have never really thought about it." Thor was not the person to sit down and contemplating the events of his life. Things happened. That was all he needed to understand. "I do know that as a child I would beg my elders to tell me story after story. Then I will look forward to it." He anticipated any event that involved eating large amounts of food though, so the statement wasn't anything major. He loved feasting. The Thunderer raised Mjolnir to be eye level with the two of them and spun it gracefully in his fingers. "Being able to fight for the right reasons, possessing bravery, and having a good heart. Qualities like that. She especially likes people who are willing to fight for those too weak to defend themselves. On top of Mjolnir being fond of him, I have heard Steve posses such qualities." He would like to see if his theory was true one day. It would be an amazing sight to behold, a mortal with the hammer of the gods.















