They make for quite a pair, thinks Thor, wryly. The man looks at though someone has only just returned home, life lighting his eyes where confusion darkened them only seconds before. Thor tilts his head to the side, regarding the stranger with concerned interest.
"I might ask you the same," he says, gesturing to the piece of wood. "Are you ill?"
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"I might ask you the same," he says, gesturing to the piece of wood. "Are you ill?"