Tony's words are only half-registering in Thor's head; as much as he tries to tear his eyes away from it, he can't seem to stop looking at the gauntlet.
Where did it come from? He remembers his father having a similar gauntlet in the vaults, and for a second, he thinks that's what this is -- that his father gave it to him as some sort of gesture (did he know that Thor planned to propose?). But then he recalls that the one in the vault had been right-handed.
This one was left.
A completely inexplicable uneasiness begins to fill Thor, and he doesn't quite know what to do with it. Most of the time he was able to pinpoint the source of his anxiety, and once he did that, he was able to confront his feelings head-on. He'd always been the sort to run headlong towards his problems, but there's no problem here for him to race into. No source of anxiety for him to confront. Just an unease that rises up from nowhere and that he has no idea what to do with.
Thor frowns.
"Where did you get the gauntlet?" he asks, gesturing at it.
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Where did it come from? He remembers his father having a similar gauntlet in the vaults, and for a second, he thinks that's what this is -- that his father gave it to him as some sort of gesture (did he know that Thor planned to propose?). But then he recalls that the one in the vault had been right-handed.
This one was left.
A completely inexplicable uneasiness begins to fill Thor, and he doesn't quite know what to do with it. Most of the time he was able to pinpoint the source of his anxiety, and once he did that, he was able to confront his feelings head-on. He'd always been the sort to run headlong towards his problems, but there's no problem here for him to race into. No source of anxiety for him to confront. Just an unease that rises up from nowhere and that he has no idea what to do with.
Thor frowns.
"Where did you get the gauntlet?" he asks, gesturing at it.