Compared to your husband Thor, you were quite small. While he towered over you by at least over a foot, you had to strain your neck to see him. In any sense, it made it difficult for Thor to see you most times. In a fit of anger, he’d thrown his fist at the wall. It wasn’t until you’d gone tumbling had he realized he’d hit you instead. In a panic, he rushed to your side. Drowning in guilt he hurried you to the nearest healer.