Jane has a feeling that they have very different ideas of what being treated well entails, but appreciates the sentiment nonetheless. There are much worse things than having her well-being so thoroughly considered by a man.

On impulse, she reaches for Thor's closest hand and pauses to meditate a moment on how small her own looks against his palm.

"But we'll get there eventually," she says, shifting her gaze to his face. It isn't a question.