Pointing a finger at Sif, Thor laughed. "We'll see how that stands," he replied in his prideful but playful way. He would never admit to losing, not against anyone, not against Sif. So he grinned and sauntered on, cock of the walk as it were.
"How have you been?" he then asked in a change of subject with a sincerity in wanting to know. He had missed her and their friends. He had missed his father...mother...the palace...everything. It was all gone and it tore him apart.