Dr. Thor, god of Eric, body shook with several Santa Claus-style belly laughs when Mateo and Brayden finally made their last stand within the barn's hay loft. They had put up a valiant fight, but victory was not on the card for this round. Master Craftsman David and his pint-sized troublemaker sidekick approached, and the blond man greeted them with a warm grin. "Yes, they are due for some worthy allies," Thor agreed when David mentioned joining the game. "She needed to put in her pretzel order early," he said as an off-handed way to explain her absence from Mateo's cheering section.
"Hello, Lady Murphy," Thor said in response to her greeting and then simply looked away when she finished her thought.
"No, David. I will not be doing that," he assured the lanky mutant, then clapped the other man on his back. "Thank you, sir. If you need me, I'll be the one under the massive pretzel I'm sure Eva has ordered," Thor assured David and wondered toward the pretzel stand, hopefully before Gael returned. Yeesh.