Who: Kat & Thor When: After This Where: Their House What: Talking Closed; Available only to Sif
The hum Thor made as he leaned back in the reclining chair upon the patio was like a distant storm rumble. He was ginger in the way he touched the screen to scroll through the text messages Katherine had pasted to his box. A brow raised. A grunt. A frown.
A deeper frown.
When he had finished he looked at the sky and took the time Katherine needed to get up to his quarters and to the balcony to calm himself. What would father say? What would mother say? Thor had duties to Kat, he had taken them seriously as her uncle and guardian in any moment of Loki's absence. He had to be thoughtful. Wise. Like a king.
Of course that did not stop him from being grumpy about the altercation. Never mind the insults upon himself off hand, he did not like the tone with which he read Laura's biting words and yet felt unsure if it had been a conversation face to face it would appear the same. Still, he did not like it.
"I think you have a right to be cross," Thor announced the moment he felt Katherine near. "However, she is like that boar back home. Some beasts are not to be bothered!"