Tony shrugs with a nod. "I'd kill for some Asgardian alcohol about now." Or any alcohol other than this ale. It was too filling with how thick and rich it was. Not the best kind for him to drink copious quantities of without consequences on the bathroom scale (figure of speech since they didn't have one here).

"And you're succeeding, my friend." He looks down at his cup for a moment before adding, "I've missed having someone around who just.. gets it."