Tom takes the blow to his ribs with a cry that's at least partially playing possum. He's suffered worse injuries, but he's far from dying here, but a little theater might do well to keep them from making it worse. It's a gamble; some people are stoked on by their opponent's squeals of pain.

He curls into himself a bit, a hand covering the place where Thor's toes slammed into his ribs. He watches what's going on above his head from under his loose bangs.