Steve stepped in front of the rest of them, holding his hand out so the others would stay back.
"I'm Steve." He said softly. "I'm sorry for us breaking in here, we needed somewhere to stay and we didn't think anyone else was here."
The boy in the corner took a step forward, eyes darting around the group.
"How old are you?" Steve asked, tone gentle.
Thor cleared his throat, pushing blonde hair from his eyes. "Seventeen. Eighteen in a couple months. I'm not...I'm not going to get anyone in trouble, I'm just waiting till my birthday."
Realisation dawned and Steve nodded. "So you're legally allowed to do what you want, yeah?"
The boy had a thick accent, though Steve had no idea where he was from.
Thor exhaled, absently rubbing his forehead. "Exactly. I need...You're about my brothers age, this was the last place I could track him to before he ditched my credit card. Have you seen him?" The boy reached into his pocket and handed over a photograph.
A scrawny, black haired boy scowled at the person taking the picture.
Unfortunately as Steve passed around the photo, the others shook their heads.
Thor's face fell and he stroked his thumb over the picture as it was handed back to him. "Thank you anyway." He said quietly.
"Hey man," Clint chimed in from towards the back, "if you let us stay here for a while, we can try and help you find your brother."
Thor looked uncertain and Tony stepped forward. "How long have you been out here?"
The blonde shrugged, eyes darting around again. "Why does it matter?"
"So not very long, huh? We've been at it for a while now. I'm sure that if we can stay here, as well as helping you look for your brother, we can help out with food and stuff like that."
Thor's fingers wrapped around the front of his jacket, over his stomach.
He thought for only a few seconds before nodding.
"Okay." He held out his hand.
Steve grabbed it, squeezing and shaking before withdrawing.
"Hungry?" Natasha asked softly, shaking where she stood.
Thor nodded. "Starving." He admitted quietly.
"Let's go sit down, some of the boys are gonna go out and look for food, but I have a couple of things left."
Thor led them to the 'living room' and they all spread out in a circle.
Clint sat beside Natasha, arm around her waist as the girl rummaged through her bag.
Steve and Bucky remained standing, carefully layering up the jackets they shared between them; more pockets equalled more food.
"So, Thor, since we're all friends now," Tony hummed, "let's introduce ourselves."
"Blondie over there is Steve, next to him is Bucky, I'm Tony. Next to me is Bruce. That's Natasha and Clint there."
Thor smiled, nodding. "It's nice to meet you."
Natasha finally found what she was looking for and passed over a couple of biscuits in a little package; the one thing they'd managed to swipe from the hospital.
Thor grabbed for them, tearing into the plastic before shoving them into his mouth.
Once he'd swallowed, he smiled sheepishly. "Sorry, my manners are lacking recently."
The redhead only smiled. "It's not a problem, we've all been there and-" her sentence was cut off by a wracking cough, shaking her body as she covered her mouth with her hand.
Thor blinked as Clint rubbed up and down her back, murmuring softly to her as Bruce quickly handed over some water.
"You're okay, deep breaths." Clint whispered.
Eventually the fit passed, Natasha woozy as she leaned her head against Clint's shoulder.
"You're sick." Thor said quietly, fingers rubbing over the material of the black, gold and green scarf around his neck.
"There was an issue at the hospital. We had to run before she finished treatment." Clint sighed, eyes worried as he stroked through her red hair.
Thor unwrapped the scarf from his neck, leaning over to carefully wind it around Natasha's neck, zipping up her jacket so the end of the scarf was tucked in.
"My brother was sick a lot as a child, it's important to keep your chest warm so the cold doesn't make it worse." The blonde smiled and sat back down.
Natasha blinked, touching the scarf. "Thank you." She said softly.
"Of course."
Bucky and Steve took one of the phones from Clint before heading out to hopefully find some food for them.
"We should set up somewhere to sleep but keep most of your stuff in the bags in case we need to run again." Tony pulled out the sleeping bags.
"One thing you should know, Thor, if you want to stay around us...there are people looking for us. If they find us, they'll find you too." Bruce warned him.
"I have people looking for me too. It's not a bother. It's nice to actually be in this with someone else." Thor said quietly.
"Pretty much all of us started out alone too, and we found each other over time. It's not good to be alone out here, Thor." Clint squeezed Natasha as she drifted to sleep.
Thor nodded, smiling sadly. "No one should be alone."