Diana could hear the soft way he breathed, slow and a little shaky, as though all of this was such a surprise to him. Diana wondered briefly if it was, because she found that somewhat hard to believe, and it showed on her face as he clarified that he only wanted that if she did. As if there was anything about Thor Odinson that a woman could look on and not want, and that had very little to do with his appearance.
He was brave, and funny, and sweet, and he had never once made fun of her or made her feel foolish, and Diana knew that she could be so. Childish, even. "Of course I'd have you," she said softly, and it was with the exasperated tone of someone who thought they'd been quite clear on the matter, but there was a soft little smile on her face even as she chided him.