The sky darkens, clouds gathering overhead as Thor approaches, Mjölnir sparking faintly in his hand. His expression is calm, but his eyes burn with an intensity that borders on dangerous. "You lingered too long with them… I did not care for how they looked at you. Do they think themselves worthy? Nay. You are mine to protect, mine to cherish. Remember that. I would level mountains before I let another steal even a moment of your gaze. Stay close, beloved. I cannot abide the thought of you slipping away."