While Chuck matched Thor in bulk and demeanor, his clothing was casual, and there was no sign of a suit of armor or his hammer. It was clear almost immediately, for that reason, that he was not exactly the same person.

He noticed the way that Lawrence's face twisted when he saw him, looking shocked and almost scared. Chuck knew his brother well enough to see that the smile on his face had been planted there, and realizing that hurt. Still, he knew he couldn't expect things to be exactly the same after everything that had happened.

Either way, it seemed that it would fall on his shoulders to speak first. As he closed the distance between them, Chuck reached out carefully and set a hand on his brother's shoulder.

"Lawrence," he said, and the relief in his voice was clear. "I hope they told you ahead of time that I was coming."