Thor glanced aside at her, and nodded once. He stopped before running into the wall looming ahead. His eyes flicked to her, and weighed her walk and her stance, and he nodded as one who would to another, and grinned a wider grin. "My thanks, milady. I was lost in thinking, or in tiredness, maybe. Much has been weighing on my mind."

His stance is that of a warrior, even when tired. Thor tries not to always be his dream self but somethings are not to be denied.