"It's been Hel," Thor says, meaning that quite literally for once. Huh. How about that.

His eye sweeps over the other man, taking note of the battle-damaged uniform, the shield that has apparently transformed from wondrous metal to gleaming crystal, and... "I see you've copied my beard," he says with a grin. Let us not dwell on darker thoughts, Steve. Thor steps forward to close the gap, and claps his hand to the other man's shoulder. "It is good to see you."