He knew already, but hearing her say the words had a stronger effect than he would have expected. No matter what changed in the future, she would not. Perhaps he would admit he needed that.

Thor released her with some reluctance, letting her regain her feet before his arms slipped from around her narrow waist. He pinched the bridge of his nose gingerly - it seemed to be healing already, but it wouldn't do to have it set crooked, a reminder of their fight every time he looked in the mirror.

"I hadn't noticed." He replied lightly. "I will look after it. And have a bath, perhaps. Will you join me later?" He paused, thinking. "For a drinking contest, or something of the sort."

Whatever reason was most convenient to get far more drunk than usual tonight.