A nod, pleased with himself--as he so often was, Thor proceeded to stride forward toward the puny man before them. A brow cocked, strong arms defiantly crossing his chest, the god stood near enough he could look down on Arthur. He chose otherwise to ignore the statement, for telling anyone they got used to it was not the case. He was not used to it. He was depressed and angry and sad. He was weary.
"Now, you find a place of residency. Some of your things will appear there after a few days. I'd say learn to use the devices, otherwise you'll be very lonely...and you won't know when the beasts arrive."
He then turned and sauntered back toward Katherine showing her the brightest smile he'd had in a while, even with that fight, as if he had enjoyed picking on Arthur.