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[tinyastrophysicist]

"Oh, you can definitely do some ... facilitating." Because she is very, very curious about his particular means of travel. "But you could probably help in other ways too."

[erud_ther_buin]

Thor's brows peak on his face. He says, "Oh?" with genuine interest as he stuffs a fat half of a waffle into his mouth, inflating the corresponding cheek. He looks far more cordial with her, about her research, than he did about Phase 2.

[tinyastrophysicist]

"Well, you know a lot about the way the universe works." And he does. He knows far more than she knows at least. "You can help me ... put things into words in a way I couldn't before."

If he's going to help with her research, she wants him to be a part of it, not just her chauffeur.

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[erud_ther_buin]

There is dignity in chauffeuring. He's fucked with one too many chariot-pulling goats in his father's stable to think anything otherwise. There is dignity, too though, in scholarship and discovery and it always puts this look on his face when she starts to talk about her work, a bright stillness in his eyes, like he's trying to stop time, right then and there, the wash of centuries and countless adventure, superlative skies and the falling inertia of the past, to keep the look in her face right here and now for as long as humanly possible.

"When we conduct our readings upon Mjolnir, we are going to need a bigger workspace," he observes, cheerfully, and then leans in for a kiss.

[tinyastrophysicist]

She grins into the kiss, pushing up a bit to meet him halfway. Or ... a quarter of the way as he is much taller and has more leverage. The idea of doing readings on Mjolnir is enticing and exciting all the same.

"We could go back to New Mexico. There is ... a lot of desert. Plenty of space to not attract too much attention."

[erud_ther_buin]

"Will your funding extend there?" Thor does not presume to drop gold on her; he knows that Jane has earned her own way in the scientific community, and her explanation of funding and grants and whatnot had seemed very tedious but not unlike the tedium of court.

And her, it is she who wields all of the manners and protocol, and with finesse. He grins at her, doesn't move back very far away. "Can they do without you in England?"

[tinyastrophysicist]

"My funding ... pretty much goes wherever I go. I just have to make sure I report back to the university with the results." Or maybe that wasn't quite how that worked, but did they really want her testing the effects of a preternatural hammer in the middle of London?

She didn't think so.

"And I think they'll manage."

fade after A Comedic Reaction?

[erud_ther_buin]

Thor looks happy. Really happy. Not that the waffles and the company and knowing that Darcy was creepering around somewhere, her boy-toy in tow, here, on Earth, his chosen life now, wasn't enough to lift his heart up from the recent grief over his brother and the lives lost. However, his features register a dark change a moment later, and he folds his arms on the table top to lean closer. He regards her very seriously.

"Though while we remain, there is one matter I know not the custom for, in Midgard," he tells her. "I know my ways with time are inconceivably long, yet in other things myself and my fellow Asgardians seem brash and hasty, but I hope that what I ask is not too forward nor too strange. I consulted Darcy, and she noted-- concern." Darcy, you ask? WHAT INCONCEIVABLE SEX ACT IS THIS, YOU ASK? "I feel I ought to ask now, while we are in England, where you may be more liberal with such intimacy than you would be in the United States." He folds his hands under his chin. His eyes have started to twinkle, possibly. "Know that it is my dearest wish to see this through, but I will understand if you would sooner not--

"--may I meet your mother?"

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[tinyastrophysicist]

Jane's face grows more and more concerned as he goes on, trying to figure out exactly what it is that he's trying to get at. The word "Darcy" followed by the word "intimacy" sets off all kinds of warning bells, and when the answer finally comes ...


... it is both better and worse than she expected. She's not entirely sure how that's possible. She continues to gape for a moment, before it melts into a placating smile and she reaches forward to pat his hand gently.

"We'll talk about this later."

Much, much later.