Guy talk, maybe?

[vincent_amora]

Vincent let out a sigh. He'd been sitting across the street from Avengers Mansion for about half an hour, trying to build up the resolve to approach. It had been a while. Long enough for some of the sting to come out, but hopefully not so long that his appearance would be unwarranted entirely. It was still something hard for him; apologizing, that is. He needed to do something though. The Avengers had taken him in when they had no reason to, before he'd found his own footing, and they were a part of his new life in this world.

The relationship isn't going to fix itself anytime soon.

He adjusts his bag, and walks up to the gate, wondering if he's going to be subject to anti-personnel measures, or if he's still got clearance.

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[asgardian_angel]

"Between the Avengers and Habitat for Humanity, I haven't really been dating all that much," Nicky said, honestly. "No one's really caught my eye yet, and I'm not really looking for anyone just yet." Which wasn't to say that he hadn't had dates and that he hadn't had...more than dates. He had. But all of it was nothing serious, and that had been understood in advance each time. After all, this wasn't Asgard. He wasn't going to have girls here who would forgive him easily if he played them, and he hated conflict anyway.

"Besides, you don't need the awkward sort of cushion that I would provide, Vincent. Just. Be yourself. If she likes it, then great. If not, then there are other maidens out there."

[vincent_amora]

Vincent sighs, but nods in understanding.

"I'm reasonably sure I'm overthinking this... I just.. I really need something to go right." He confesses.

"Thank you for your help, Niklas." He works a minor mending spell to repair the mug, then pushes it towards him.

[asgardian_angel]

"You're reasonably sure you are. I'm absolutely positive that you are," Nicky chuckled. He nodded and stood up, collecting Vincent's mug. Noticing that he hadn't taken a single sip of the stuff, Nicky shrugged and downed the whole thing.

"Look, I know that you and I have never been close for whatever reason, but you ever need someone to talk to, well. You know where I live." He couldn't help but reach out to Vincent that way. Even if he was from another dimension, Vincent still had ties to Asgard. To Nicky, that meant something. "But good luck, Vincent Amorason. I hope you find what you're in search of."

[vincent_amora]

"Right now I'd settle for knowing what I'm searching for." He extends a hand to Niklas after the other finishes his drink.

[asgardian_angel]

Nicky took Vincent's hand and shook it firmly. "Give it time. It'll come to you." That was really the best advice he could give for the situation.

[vincent_amora]

Vincent nods, and a reasonably comfortable silence hangs for a moment or two.

"...want to watch some football?"

[asgardian_angel]

Nicky blinked. Vincent didn't really strike him as the football watching type. Then again, maybe the guy just needed some company? That, Nicky understood. He took a quick peek at his watch - he didn't have anything going on until late afternoon, so he certainly was free.

"Yeah, alright," Nicky nodded. Why not?

[vincent_amora]

Vincent grins, checking his watch.

"Excellent. There's a Japan v. Brazil game on in about half an hour. Want me to make a run for sushi? Or whatever takeout. Most anything's fine with me."

[asgardian_angel]

"Actually, I can have Jarvis cook us up a thing of chicken wings, buffalo skins, and fried mozzarella sticks?" Nicky liked his food easy and simple.

He also wasn't big on the sushi thing.

"He actually knows how to make sushi, too."

Because Jarvis? Jarvis knew everything.

[vincent_amora]

Vincent nods. "That will be fine."

He prefers more nuanced fare, although in large portions, but anything that makes him full generally sits well.

[asgardian_angel]

"Good! I'll get right on that, then." Unlike Vincent, Nicky was pretty simple and easy going when it came to food. The basics was really all that he needed, as long as he had a good, strong mead to wash it down with.

And while he was locked out of Asgard, he'd still been able to find ways to get his hands on the really good stuff.