"Idiot. There's a world past your own nose, and we're not the only people that exist in it." It was so frustrating, like talking to a rock, or some sort of decorative plant. If this was two weeks ago, he'd have stuck around and drawn this out. Things were different, now.
"You're not going to goad me into a pissing match. Just take your hammer and consider this over." He finally turned and walked away, waving a hand over his shoulder. Let Thor sort it out on his own. It wasn't his concern anymore.