And, those were a lot of words; he thought. And he followed them, mostly. Having grown up around a talker, Thor was used the almost uninterrupted flow of verbalized thoughts. Makaria's voice took on a decidedly fond tone as she rattled off various facts about his friend that Thor himself didn't even know. Though it hardly came as a surprise, private as Thanatos was. Thor made a mental note to ask him about his gardening the next time he saw him.
"We've been friends for some time now. I can probably count on one hand the number of times I've seen a genuine smile from him." Not that that deterred Thor from attempting to provoke one. So far his attempts had been unsuccessful, and were mostly met with further irritation. But Thor was persistent to a fault, and he would simply keep trying.
He raised his eyebrows, very amused. "Thank you." About the storm. "Yes, you mentioned it." Though his height and size served him well in the battle field, he forgot that it was probably a bit off putting when you were trying to have a civilized conversation with someone you'd just met. Although he had said only a handful of words so far. She really knew a lot about Thanatos.