The giggle pings interest in Thor, but he can't help being playful regardless. The fun banter is welcome in such dreary times as these.

"Odin will understand if it is not my priority." He watches her hands as she pulls at his robe, laughing at the gesture and shaking his head. "A woman, Natasha. I met her on Earth when my brother paid an unexpected visit." The last part of that explanation sounds a little rehearsed, like it isn't something he likes to admit. "A competent fighter, very observant."