◘ earthly forms
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“Blake,” Natasha nods, watching the shift in the man’s attitude. Mentally, she congratulates SHIELD on their call, sending her, before smiling at him. “I’m Natasha. Do you have time to talk?” She smooths down her dress, apparently absently, although she’s appraising the situation.
Thor blinks, surprised, but nods anyways. “Of course, come in,” he says as he stands back to let her into his home. “And it’s a pleasure to meet you, Natasha.”
He leads her into kitchen and dining area, gesturing to the small table. “Please, take a seat. Would you like a beverage? I’ve just made coffee.”
Natasha smiles softly at the offer - not quite what she was expecting after reading SHIELD’s file on the former god.
“And you,” she answers, smoothing out the skirt of her dress as she sits down simply to cover the pistol strapped to her thigh. “Coffee would be excellent, thank you. You have quite the home here.”



