“You do that,” she replied without looking away from whatever Thor was about to start with her father. Her hearing was far keener than most would expect, it helped immensely with avoiding being sneaked up upon in battle.
This was something that would prove to be far more entertaining than anything else could be. Thor was so deliciously erratic when he fought and filled with rage that nothing on television could compare. Ever. Enyo even considered that getting popcorn might be the best way to view this.
She should get closer, actually. She could... help... if necessary. Though, who she helped was yet to be determined...
She smirked, far too intrigued about the potential for a good fight than the woman who was going to hunt for her husband. Pressing away, Enyo left the woman and moved to slink closer to the action. Or, possible action.