He did smell nice, Thor thought and his chest rose a bit to meet her cheek. His brow shrunk in a moment of confusion when Eva went on to describe Nathaniel's parents. "Then... how do you explain Nate?" he poked, but didn't dare press his point. Not when the specter of Loki hung about the castle. He was more a black sheep than the King of Helheim would ever be... Thor hoped.
"Something special?" Thor's curiosity was peaked, more by her expression following her words than the actually words themselves. That lip bite, those lashes, Thor knew when she was getting ready to ask for something... wicked. Her expression alone caused a stirring inside of the King, but he kept his cool. "Do I want to know?" he teased with a smile and tightened his grip on her. "Maybe I don't..." Thor added with a wicked grin of his own. "Maybe you should simply... seduce me," he told her, as if that was a challenge. It wasn't. Regardless of what her actual request was, he dared her to use her powers over him to make it come to be.