Over the past year in the Nexus, Thor had seen a great many of his compatriots come and go amongst the halls. One he had not encountered, as of yet, was Barton and it pleased him to see him seated at a table trying to look inconspicuous. While Natasha and Clint were very good at that, Thor found no reason to ever employ the use of subtlety.

"Well met, old friend," Thor said, settling in the chair opposite him without much preamble. "When did you arrive? Only just? Or have you been hiding?"

Perhaps it was slightly more subtle than his usual method but, again, Thor had no real use for subtlety. He propped Mjolnir up against his chair and grinned, happy to see yet another friend arrive.