"I can assure you, you'll have that, Torunn. We have too much in common not to be friends." It felt a little obvious to point out their similarities, but aside from his paternal inclinations, he felt an urge to know how another Asgardian came to find a home on Midgard. He looked forward to connecting with her on that level.
Despite his casual dress, Thor's posture remained perfectly upright, even while sitting down. Palm softly pressed against his chest, a gesture showing the earnestness of his words. Maintaining eye contact with Torunn and allowing himself a moment to observe her mannerisms. It was easy to see how the two of them could be related. Blonde hair, bright blue eyes and bold prescenes gave the pair a striking similarity. But the more he watched the way she carried herself, the way she spoke, the more he began to see Sif. It was a curious sense of familiarity indeed. Folding his arms over his chest with a grin as he moved the conversation forward.
"Tell me about the Avengers on your realm. I assume you're the strongest among them?"