Thor had never been a threat to whatever existed between the Moron and Gamora. In truth he didn't even know anything was there in the first place because he'd not really been there long enough to notice and he'd been plagued with a lot of other things on his mind for it to really occur to him that he might be perceived as a threat. Gamora was a beautiful woman, a fierce warrior and absolutely his type. But Thor had been far too removed to even consider something like that at the time. And now? Well, now, his heart laid elsewhere, and really, it always had regardless of who he might've been with in the meantime.
"Everybody calls it Thortopia and those who don't have been misinformed," Thor said, as though it was something everyone did in fact do and he was thoroughly convinced of it. "And not that it matters but Tree and the Rabbit were greatly inclined to go. I did steal your food and your space pod, though, that much is true. But seeing as it was for the greater good of getting to Nidavellir in order to forge a weapon strong enough to--" He stopped short for a beat. "To get the job done, I'd consider it a sizeable donation on your part."