[ It was not often that Thor had time to mind the bar he used to frequent in this district, less often that he was paid to do so. Usually a favor for cheap ale and a few useful scraps of information that could be gleaned by sitting and listening- so twas fortuitous indeed that he enters and sidles up to the bar in time to recognize the back of a familiar head. Listing when he should not have been able to do so- it seems the good Captain is likewise diminished.

Thor takes his ale as given and moves to the stool next to Steve's, resting a wide, warm hand on his shoulder. ]

Tis both heartening and wearying to see you here, my friend. I had hoped that no more from our realm would be brought to this place.