Stephen eyed the way Thor reacted for a moment, that rubbing of his chest. There was a slight squint, as he seemed to notice that which was unseen, but he didn't note it out loud.
"Your brother first of all," Strange said, getting right to the point. He didn't put them in chairs immediately, but motioned to one side to a couple of old chairs near a bookshelf. As he walked over and sat down, he kept things conversational. "He snuck in here. I nearly didn't notice until he slipped up and stepped on a tile that has a spell woven into it, for magical interlopers. I didn't notice anything missing. He has some truly impressive shielding techniques at his disposal. Right up there with the Book of Assesouo's cloaking spells."
Strange was trying not to sound too enthused. It wasn't hard since he was at his monotone best.