He keeps hold of her hand even as they sit, absently tracing small gentle circles on the back of her hand with his metal thumb. Though Thor is not thinking of it, a part of him knows he would not be so comfortable as to hold Jane's hand the same way, seeking soothing familiarity in Amelia's acceptance of who he is and what he has become. Here, he does not need to live up to the shadow of what he was, who others expect him to be.

"I've become used to the strange terms of Earth science," he admits with a small smile, "yet even I don't always know what she's talking about. Perhaps next time, I could translate?" He's only half serious, mostly just relieved that they've gotten along so well that Amelia hopes for more than one awkward meeting. "She is all those things, and more. She's earned prizes of great prestige in the realms of science, and saved all the Realms at least once besides. And it was she who showed me that humans were not so different from my own people, nor beneath us."

Strange, perhaps, to so eagerly sing praises of his ex-girlfriend to the current one. Others might take it as a reason for jealousy. But Thor's eye does not leave Amelia's, and he raises her hand to his lips to kiss it before tucking them both against his chest, their intertwined hands against his heart.