[Thor's death is not a subject he wants to talk about over lunch. So he stays quiet and focuses on chewing on his sandwich while watching Susan picking up those pieces of glass.]
[When Sue gets down to just the tiny bits, she actually calls up a bubble of translucent force underneath the glass shards and deposits them in a trash can.]
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Sue kneels and starts picking up pieces of glass]
He would.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Thor's death is not a subject he wants to talk about over lunch. So he stays quiet and focuses on chewing on his sandwich while watching Susan picking up those pieces of glass.]
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[When Sue gets down to just the tiny bits, she actually calls up a bubble of translucent force underneath the glass shards and deposits them in a trash can.]
There, no more glass. Loki, can you cook well?
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[He watches her cleaning the glass with great interest.]
Aye, of course I can. Shall I make you something?
[Would eggs do good with pickles?]
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Loki nods.]
I am not very domestic but I am extremely skilled in the act of cooking.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
Aye!
[He finishes the last bit of his sandwich.]
Then I shall take over. My cooking is haute cuisine. Gordon Ramsey of Midgard would definitely not complain about it being 'fucking raw'.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time