Once he's celebrated, the next order of business for Thor is to make sure Natasha is okay. He stays atop the beast, because the view is best, scanning his surroundings before he notices her hanging from the tree branch nearby.

It earns her a loud laugh and he claps his hand together, moving to dismount the beast by jumping off it and onto the ground. It makes him wince, which prompts him to look down at his side and realise that he has a sizable gash along it. He shrugs it off.

He approaches Natasha's tree, peering up at her curiously.

"We did well. Wouldn't you say?" He won't ask if she's alright, because she'll tell him if he isn't.