[Thor wastes no time in stepping into the space Peter vacated, ready to make his presence useful. It's as much an affirmation to himself, the god of thunder who'd once ripped apart spaceships with his bare hands without any effort. He may not be the same man he once was, but he's not diminished because of it. Still worthy.
The door handle gives a distressed screech as he turns it, but the bolts slide into place with a loud thunk, letting the door swing open. Thor steps inside and turns to give Peter a grin.]
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The door handle gives a distressed screech as he turns it, but the bolts slide into place with a loud thunk, letting the door swing open. Thor steps inside and turns to give Peter a grin.]
Still got it.