It will probably take a while for this all to truly sink in. Everything happened so fast. The heist, the battle, the rush to claim Steve's body before it could be taken away for burial. A chance for hope dangled in front of Thor, so quickly clung to after months without any.

He doesn't regret this choice. But understanding what it truly means, well, that's a different matter.

Thor frowns a little at her reminder. He'd known that, of course, at least in the most abstract sort of way. It hasn't quite occurred to him to think of how different his friend may be, without his memories to shape him. Without the pain and loss, the camaraderie and triumphs. "But he will have friends to help him." Not just Blaze, but other Guardians and their fellows who knew Steve when he was still small. Thor dares to hope that he might be included in their number, if it's permitted. It must be, or else the Guardians wouldn't even be in the Nexus, would they?