[ the faint expression across his face screams I can hear you but I'm deliberately ignoring what you're saying as he ... well, ignores the whole exchange between them. there's a side-eye glance before he pushes himself from where he leans against the tree and saunters toward the exchange.

he wasn't serious, but he won't deny the offering, that was rude. ]

That's almost too easy. [ but there's a smile on his face that looks less than innocent. ] Though it's always good to get in with the gods. Up for a little bacon, Thor? [ to Arya: ] As long as you mean to share with us, of course.

[ there's a nudge against Thor's shoulder that's meant to emphasize that, but it does something else too. there's a hint of recognition that he communicates, something that he knows concerning this girl and her wolf.

he knows Thor feels much of the same: the wolf is a northern animal, sacred to Odin, harbinger of both feast and famine, and bringer of the end. ]