Scott has never really liked text messaging, his brain moving faster than his thumbs. But, text is the way he can communicate with some of his new friends after the Snap.

His new friends aren't from Earth. He lets out what he knows is a high pitched almost hysterical giggle; however, he thinks it's joy that causes the sound and not the overwhelming reality of 2023.

Hope was reading on her kindle, her fetching new glasses slipping down her nose, but she's looking at him with the eyebrow arch he's come to love over the years he's known her.

"What the hell was that? I know it came out of you, but it sounded like a drunk bird."

He holds up his phone. "Thor is going to be back on planet," he explains, and she smiles.

"Are you going to cook him dinner?"

Scott scoffs. "As if I'd let him eat fast food. He had enough of that before everybody came back."

Hope looks at him, mischief in her green eyes. "At the end of the day, do you think your crush is bigger on Cap or Thor?"

He pretends to think about it, and then pounces on her unexpectedly. "You," he says simply. "Always you."