Thor hadn't taken the dramatics personally - but then again, Alexis knew he wouldn't. He kind of an awesome easygoing sort of guy - and she was grateful that he'd given them both a lift because trying to wrangle David to a waypoint and convince him to touch it would not have been something that would have been easy. At all.
"We'll call again if we need another lift," she promised, arm wrapping around one of David's to try to hold him upright a little - at the very least, she was something solid to lean against so he wouldn't require anything like a Victorian fainting couch with all its finery and frills. "I think my old apartment's still open though? We can get you set up in that one." She hadn't moved that long ago - and there were a ton of empty places anyway, if David didn't want the already-furnished apartment Alexis had once called home. It didn't like, reek of her tastes or anything - but she knew the layout and was familiar with everything else, was all.