There's a distinct lack of immediate elation which Thor finds mildly concerning, but if Tony truly has reservations? He would give them voice. It isn't in his nature to do something he doesn't want if it truly seems like a poor idea- at least outside of battle.
And his engineering.
...perhaps Tony goes along with questionable ideas regardless of the risk more often than Thor might like, but that is as much a part of Tony as his blinding smile, his wondrous mind, his good humor. They could, perhaps, talk about it, maybe springing the trip on Tony was not the best course of action. Before Thor can properly fall into worry, Tony perks up at the reasonable idea of collecting data from within the Bifrost and Thor sets his concerns aside.
This is to be a joyous trip meant for celebrating the man he cares for, deeply. The man he is courting. Perhaps it doubles as an opportunity to expose the court itself to Tony so they might delight in him as Thor does. A way for advocating, perhaps, for a right to an apple without having to make a formal petition. Thor puts this from his mind, simply watching and allowing the rise and lilt of Tony's voice to settle and sooth him. A most endearing patter that he has sorely missed.
Perhaps he has something of an indulgent, terribly fond smile on his face as he awaits for Tony's attention to return to him properly. Hands steady on Tony's hips, he leans down to nudge their foreheads together, murmuring in the intimate space between their lips with all due divine sincerity. "Your devices will survive safely and nothing shall harm you while you are my guest. From this moment until we part company, you are in my care and shall be protected. I swear it."
For he would not risk someone so dear to him if he could help it. "You've no reason to fear, the Bifrost is less jarring than your armor, more akin to a lazy flight with me. We will arrive in the core of the Bifrost- which you may examine to your heart's content before we ride to Asgard properly. How are you with horses?"
Slowly he guides Tony closer to the center of the field, where a familiar mark is already branded into the grass from Thor's earlier arrival. Heimdall but awaits the word of his prince before sending the Bifrost down to collect them.
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And his engineering.
...perhaps Tony goes along with questionable ideas regardless of the risk more often than Thor might like, but that is as much a part of Tony as his blinding smile, his wondrous mind, his good humor. They could, perhaps, talk about it, maybe springing the trip on Tony was not the best course of action. Before Thor can properly fall into worry, Tony perks up at the reasonable idea of collecting data from within the Bifrost and Thor sets his concerns aside.
This is to be a joyous trip meant for celebrating the man he cares for, deeply. The man he is courting. Perhaps it doubles as an opportunity to expose the court itself to Tony so they might delight in him as Thor does. A way for advocating, perhaps, for a right to an apple without having to make a formal petition. Thor puts this from his mind, simply watching and allowing the rise and lilt of Tony's voice to settle and sooth him. A most endearing patter that he has sorely missed.
Perhaps he has something of an indulgent, terribly fond smile on his face as he awaits for Tony's attention to return to him properly. Hands steady on Tony's hips, he leans down to nudge their foreheads together, murmuring in the intimate space between their lips with all due divine sincerity. "Your devices will survive safely and nothing shall harm you while you are my guest. From this moment until we part company, you are in my care and shall be protected. I swear it."
For he would not risk someone so dear to him if he could help it. "You've no reason to fear, the Bifrost is less jarring than your armor, more akin to a lazy flight with me. We will arrive in the core of the Bifrost- which you may examine to your heart's content before we ride to Asgard properly. How are you with horses?"
Slowly he guides Tony closer to the center of the field, where a familiar mark is already branded into the grass from Thor's earlier arrival. Heimdall but awaits the word of his prince before sending the Bifrost down to collect them.