[ Stomping. At first, she thought she was imagining it.
That was yesterday. But it hasn't stopped. It happened this morning, again, the walls of the ship echoing as Thor stomped by, and it's happening again this evening. Katara pauses in her preparation of the evening's meal and frowns in concern. She'd let it go yesterday, but whatever was bothering Thor (obviously, something was bother him) hadn't gone away.
She didn't think twice about going after the obviously angry god, her only consideration was to wipe the knife clean before putting it down on the counter and hurrying out after the sound of Thor passing by in the ship's hallways. He's already made considerable progress down the hall, and she hurries after him. ]
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That was yesterday. But it hasn't stopped. It happened this morning, again, the walls of the ship echoing as Thor stomped by, and it's happening again this evening. Katara pauses in her preparation of the evening's meal and frowns in concern. She'd let it go yesterday, but whatever was bothering Thor (obviously, something was bother him) hadn't gone away.
She didn't think twice about going after the obviously angry god, her only consideration was to wipe the knife clean before putting it down on the counter and hurrying out after the sound of Thor passing by in the ship's hallways. He's already made considerable progress down the hall, and she hurries after him. ]
Thor?