Just water? Something about that doesn't feel right to Thor, but he can't quite put his finger on why. He dismisses the thought as he pulls the pizza out of the oven, and sets to slicing it up with a knife.

"Sure, we shared living space for a while when we were all living in Stark's tower," he answers, a pang of nostalgia in his chest, though it was only a handful of years ago. "Sharing a meal after a battle is something we'd done since the first time we were assembled, after the Chitauri invasion. More often at a restaurant than having food delivered, but there were times we did not want to eat in public. Because of injuries, or the like."