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[Hastily sent immediately after.]

Don't think about that last part you'll turn it on if you do.

[Okay. Well. Give him a minute to use sheer force of will to think of anything but lasers.]

Why would you

[He stops, mid-sentence.]

There's a park a little ways a way. I'll send you the location,
I'll be there in 10 minutes. In pants this time.

[He'll be there, whenever Tony shows up.]

[Tony decides to sit on the swings and waits for Thor. It's early enough that no one else is around even if none of the locals celebrate this particular holiday. He makes for a sorry sight, pushing himself in an empty park.

In his mind, he's showing Anthony what a swing is like so he's not particularly bothered by how it looks. Thor would notice that he can actually see a dark haired child sitting on Tony's lap, but only through his new eye. Of course that depends on if he's been successful in not thinking about lasers.]

[Thor has, by sheer force of will (and thinking about naked women), successfully staved off thoughts about lasers. He focuses his attention on the fact that his depth perception back. It's a strange concept, to have something so subtle taken away and returned in a few months. He'll never take it for granted, again. No more opening wine bottles with the cork facing his eye.

Thor narrows his eyes when he catches sight of Tony. Something about his perception is off again, but that's a little less dubious than the fact that Tony has a child.

Thor closes his normal eye. It's still there. He closes the robot eye. Gone. He shakes his head, then clears his throat for Tony's attention.]

Santa spoiled you, then?

[Tony stops the swing before looking down at the sweater Thor gave him as he got shoved out the door and then back up at the other man.]

I suppose he has. This is one more than what I normally get.

[People don't usually get Tony anything. Gregory used to send lumps of coal once upon a time, but he grew out of it and now he wouldn't be sending anything. Tony didn't fault them, he imagined he was hard to shop for.]

You made it without setting anything off. Congratulations.

[He claps his gloved hands and makes sure that they don't pass through Anthony.]

[Thor is, of course, wearing his matching sweater. They both look absolutely ridiculous, which is more a present than the sweater itself.

He watches Tony clap with a raised brow, then helps himself to sitting in the swing next to him. The chains groan in protest from his weight, but he doesn't acknowledge it.]

Are you going to introduce me? [Thor pushes past talk about the eye, even if he is deeply curious about what else he could set off.]

[They look like mismatched brothers which warms Tony's needy little heart. He wasn't joking when he told Loki he wouldn't mind swapping places. An older brother who cared was very tempting.

Tony is confused for a second before realisation dawns.]

You can see him. I didn't think about that.

[Anthony looks over at Thor cheekily before waving.]

This is Anthony, he's my brain tumour. Anthony already knows who you are.

[There's a lot to unpack in that last sentence, but Thor is used to it. Especially with Tony. He does pause for a moment, as if he temporarily blue screens before he moves on.]

I'm not sure if it's egotistical or altruistic to name your brain tumor after yourself. [He quirks a brow, but his eyes linger on the boy.]

You didn't mean for me to see him?

Why not? He comes from my cells.

[Anthony gestures towards Tony and he leans down to listen to his whispers before he lets the boy down and he seems to run off.]

I'd have mentioned it sooner or later. I just didn't consider that he'd take the initiative. He can interface with machines, your eye being one such example.

[Thor inclines his head in consideration, then eventually nods in agreement. He watches Anthony run off before he looks back over at his friend.]

I'm sure that won't be an issue in the future. Is there anything else I should know about? So far we have lasers and tumor children.

[He lists them off with his fingers.] X-ray, night vision, holographic projection, fire, Wi-Fi... I can't remember if I managed to fit an EMP or not.

[He waves his hand dismissively.]

If I can't remember it it's probably not important. Closing your eye will turn it off anyway.

[Even if the thought of closing an eye while there's a laser shooting out of it might be a little bit worrying.]

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