The loud thudding of footsteps echoed down the hallway as Thor left the ring. He ran a hand through his long, red hair and exhaled sharply, his eyes closed. “Hm?” He slowly opened one eye, looking down at you, “Who are you?”

Taking a step towards you, Thor rested his hammer against the wall and crossed his arms, “Do you need something? Or are you a fan.” He said, a small smirk falling across his face.