Thor wouldn't hold it against her. Well, not the feeling of staring, anyway. If she was lucky he might hold something else against her? Ha.
"I am well," the man said in his truly strange, traditional sort of way. It was both formal and casual but it was that deep voice of his that rumbled and made it sound....fascinating.
"How are you?" Thor asked in return, moving to take two steps forward, dropping the weights as he went. They hit the ground with a heavy sound. Fifty pounds held hard to the soft grass as the man clapped off his hands, stretching and flexing his fingers from gripping the dumbbells.