"You're happiest when you have a new puzzle. Asgard is filled with them." Thor says simply, easily, because as much as everything else he adores of Tony? The way he lights up from the inside buzzing with inspiration and curiosity when faced with new information or potential for creation is one of his favorite shades. It is Tony at his most honest, the blinding need to know and understand. On occasion that awareness is overwhelming but on this visit Thor hopes to introduce him to enough to keep him riding the edge of delight and invention, rather than worry.
The very last thing he is meant to do on this trip is worry.
It may happen all the same but- he has backup diversions and plans prepared should Tony's mercurial mood twist somewhere somber or withdrawn. He'd spent the time he'd rather have enjoyed with Tony around his birthday making certain this trip would be a relaxing and enjoyable one, determined to show him the best of Asgard. And if Asgard happens to see the best of Tony in return? That's, as Tony says, icing.
"The golden city is a shining jewel of our realm, next time? I'll take you to Vanaheim, the realm of my mother's people." His mother's passing still aches in no small way, but it is easier to ignore when in his uncle's company, when in the woods and forests that taught her so much of her grace and wisdom. There is so much beyond Midgard that could learn from them- and so much in the Nine that Tony could improve, could better by reminding the rest of the realms that Midgardians are not so small or petty as to be easily dismissed.
That they are brilliant and brave and so much more than mortal, for all their short lives.
As they come close to the city's gate the guards lift their hands in greeting, which Thor returns with a princely wave as is expected of him. Ysra slows to a more acceptable walk once they pass through, guided by the flex and grip of Thor's thighs to enter the main thoroughfair of this golden city. "A choice- do you wish for the tour first, or to be taken to the royal tailors? They may be excited to craft anything your heart desires- not many of the house of Odin wear red quite as well as you do."
if thor had a nickle every time he mourned a brunette he cared about, he'd have- a lot, actually.
The very last thing he is meant to do on this trip is worry.
It may happen all the same but- he has backup diversions and plans prepared should Tony's mercurial mood twist somewhere somber or withdrawn. He'd spent the time he'd rather have enjoyed with Tony around his birthday making certain this trip would be a relaxing and enjoyable one, determined to show him the best of Asgard. And if Asgard happens to see the best of Tony in return? That's, as Tony says, icing.
"The golden city is a shining jewel of our realm, next time? I'll take you to Vanaheim, the realm of my mother's people." His mother's passing still aches in no small way, but it is easier to ignore when in his uncle's company, when in the woods and forests that taught her so much of her grace and wisdom. There is so much beyond Midgard that could learn from them- and so much in the Nine that Tony could improve, could better by reminding the rest of the realms that Midgardians are not so small or petty as to be easily dismissed.
That they are brilliant and brave and so much more than mortal, for all their short lives.
As they come close to the city's gate the guards lift their hands in greeting, which Thor returns with a princely wave as is expected of him. Ysra slows to a more acceptable walk once they pass through, guided by the flex and grip of Thor's thighs to enter the main thoroughfair of this golden city. "A choice- do you wish for the tour first, or to be taken to the royal tailors? They may be excited to craft anything your heart desires- not many of the house of Odin wear red quite as well as you do."