“Your eye? Thor!” His hands were on the man’s face again and Steve was peering into both eyes, fingers gently tracing the skin under and around each. True, he’d have given anything he had to save people himself, but that didn’t mean he approved of his friends doing the same! In theory he might grow organs and limbs and such back! He wasn’t positive his healing would cover that kind of loss, but to save someone he’d risk it. But to ask that of anyone else . . .

“It looks fine now, but what do you mean you lost one before? How did you lose an eye the first time? What the hell have you been doing with yourself all this time Thor?” Steve’s hands cupped the man’s face and he leaned in, resting his forehead against Thor’s, “You poor thing. I wish you’d said something Thor. I would have done something. Even a hug would have been more than nothing . . .”