Thor/Carol
Being in Thortopia, he wasn't sure if it was a blessing or a curse. Thor was there, with people he generally enjoyed being around. They seemed to be relatively safe here. As in, there weren't any active threats at this point unless they willingly went through the doors. The lack of action was something Thor wasn't used to, but he also wasn't ungrateful. After the destruction of Asgard, the slaughter of his people, and everything that happened on Earth because of Thanos, Thor needed a break. He couldn't redeem himself, but he also couldn't fuck anything else up. It was the sort of trade off that was alleviating the immediate issue, but also kind of stirring up the more pressing issue beneath the surface.
At least the liquor helped.
"It will be a battle to be remembered," he said, and lifted his cup to knock it against hers. "Cheers."