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The Bitty Version of Stark Tower, Sunday Morning

Well, Steve invited Thor to come live with them at the tower. Well, kind of Thor? Tony hadn't really gotten the details of that whole deal, but was different enough for him to assume this was another universe version, but who was he to ever turn down a friend? Alternate universes and all be damned!

Which was why Tony managed to go snag some pastries from the shop in town to bring as a sort of welcome basket. Also because it was an incredibly awkward holiday for him and he was just going to do some stuff to avoid it.

So he put the food down in the common area kitchen of the guest suites and then frowned at the lack of coffee before getting that started. "J, make sure to double the grocery delivery, okay?"

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"Just keep in mind there were a lot of different versions of everyone's reality out there," Tony said like he was trying to prepare him for A Reaction.

"Yes," Thor agreed. "I am not the Thor she knows. She is not the Jane I knew." That Jane was, according to Donald, married with a child in New York, and Thor wished her all the best. "Still. There are things I must ask her." Or make Don ask him for him. Details.

"Well, I wish you the best of luck there." Which was perfectly reasonable for this place. "You could try stopping in at the bar! She works there on Saturdays."

"I should not like to trouble her at her work, I think," Thor said. He was keeping his concerns about what a 'theoretical astrophysicist' was doing teaching arts & crafts and tending bar to himself. What Jane Foster did with herself was none of his business any more, this one even moreso than the other. "But if no other opportunity presents itself, I shall make myself known to her there. I appreciate your counsel, my friend."

Tony shot him a look that implied he was too polite to point out Thor was doing a little hiding there. "Maybe you'll see her around the school. Or is it... Don? You're two different people, aren't you?"

"Yes," Thor affirmed. "We are separate people, he and I. But..." What was the phrase Donald had used? Thor had liked it. "Both children of Mjolnir. We are bound. We cannot both exist at the same time."