"So proud," Logan responded to Skadi without glancing toward his son. "It's great here," he continued paying no mind to the ballad of chicken-rex. "It's been months since anyone has tried to kill me," he added a smirk at the end, though Logan was being completely serious.
"This is my sorta breakfast..."
"Always an adventure," Wolverine interject then made his hands into a megaphone shape. "Watch your legs, Mateo!" Logan didn't like where Torben was pointing that fork. "In a second the chicken is going to start working with the dinosaur," he advised the king.
When Torben closed in on them, the helpless chicken turned on his would-be savior. Brayden pecked at Torben and released a loud chickenish shriek. T-Rex and chicken, ride or die!
"There it is," Wolverine commented returned his attention to Skadi. "One complaint about Asgard, it's a little sanitized," he wondered if the queen would catch his meaning. "Is the nightlife on Alfheim a little livelier? Because I might need to visit and make some bad decisions," he smiled toward the king and queen.