AN:Okay so some good news. I've got a Beta read now, hammerstorm, and it's been a huge help.

Also, this chapter and the next, are sort of part of one larger chapter, which is reason for the delay, at least in part.

Ozpin

All things considered, the whole ordeal with Torchwick had ended better than he could have hoped for. While he still didn't like celebrating, with Cinder on the loose with half a Maiden's power, the whole ordeal seemed to have driven her underground for the time, he wasn't even picking up whispers about her or her companions.

Torchwick was currently in prison, or more accurately, the prison hospital. He'd had the nerve to say he was filing a lawsuit against the school because one of the students had crippled him. Of course, nothing would come of it, it was just the man causing trouble and stirring up problems any way he could.

But the fact was that Thor had broken both of his legs to make him talk, which was…oddly vicious for him. For all the time he'd known the boy, he'd never seen this level of aggression. He liked to fight, but he'd never done severe, lasting injuries to anyone. A number of his classmates have had some nasty bruises, and in the worst cases some minor fractures, but nothing that required hospitalization, and certainly not extended-term care.

It wasn't that he thought Thor had done anything wrong, or at least not outside the realm of what some others might do, but it was a sudden shift he hadn't been expecting to learn about.

Still, other than that, he thought the whole experience had actually been beneficial to all the students involved, at least in the long term. It was a hard lesson, but one that would help them in the lives they'd chosen, and the fact that they'd all made it out intact just made it better.

The only one who seemed to have actually taken a turn down was Ms. Xiao Long. Something had deeply upset her over the whole ordeal, and he felt like it was more than just concern over her sister. That was part of it for sure, but the fact she'd picked a fight with Mr. Odinson, and it was a vicious fight, were indications of other problems.

She'd been one of the most outgoing students in her classes before and now was somewhat subdued by comparison. It seemed moving Thor to team JNPR's dorm had been wise if there was tension between the two.

That was another thing that was working out. Ms. Nikos had always been kind and courteous, but it was clear she felt alienated from her peers, even her teammates didn't seem to fully understand her. Mr. Arc treated her in a normal manner, usually, which she clearly appreciated, yet at the same time, he didn't understand her loneliness.

Thor did, and it was clear that having someone who was on her skill level had done wonders for her emotional health and how sharing a room with him had boosted her mood. Thor could beat her in a fight, and that made him understand her skills, but not hold her in special regard.

Of course, Jaune had done much of that already, but having another person treat her like a person had really helped her.

Jaune

"Jaune." Thor said to him, "I sometimes wonder how you can be so smart and so stupid at the same time."

"Yeah?" Jaune said, slumping in a chair in their dorm. "How's that?" He didn't really care right now.

"Weiss." He said, " I told you it wouldn't go well, and I guess I can't fault you for trying the first times, but you keep trying for reason's I still don't understand."

"She's just…perfect." He muttered.

"Even so, what in the world made you think 'serenading' her would work?"

He could tell Thor wanted to laugh but was holding back, and he appreciated it, but he wasn't really in the mood for more of his "wisdom."

"Thor I just…"

"Pyrrha." He cut him off, "Ask her, trust me." Jaune didn't respond right away but just looked at his hands. "Whatever else you feel, Weiss at this point isn't far from getting a restraining order, I'm not sure what your plan was here, but you haven't done anything other than irritating her, the chances of her even tolerating you right now are low."

"I was always told…confidence."

"Yes, yes." Thor cut him off again, and if he wasn't feeling so defeated he might have gotten irritated at this. "Confidence is good, but knowing when to retreat is just as important."

Jaune sighed, sometimes when he was talking to Thor, he felt like he was talking to his dad. Not that they were much alike, but the sense of authority felt the same as with his parents.

"So…" Jaune mumbled, "What do I do?"

Thor sighed, "Whatever you like I suppose." He said, standing up, "I've given you my advice, take it or leave it." He made his way to the door, "I'm going to get something to eat." And with that, he walked out.

Weiss

Jaune was truly irritating her lately. The dance, the dance, the dance. Every time she saw him, he brought it up and asked her. She had enough on her plate without him causing issues like these for her.

The student's from other school's were arriving, and she'd been eager to analyze them for potential competition. They would be her opponents, and it was best to know your competition.

She'd wanted to be at the docks the day they arrived, but she'd been sidetracked by her other mission. Using her father's connections and clout, she was looking into Thor's past and seeing if there was any record of him or his family.

Unfortunately, she didn't learn much more than she already knew, at least so far. But what was truly interesting was that his equipment didn't seem to match any existing data in the Atlas database. She had been sure up to this point that it would have been impossible for him to had made it entirely on his own. Not that she thought he'd stolen it or anything of the sort, but it was rare to see someone, and a student in particular, develop a weapon from scratch. They often took inspiration from someone close to them or whom they admired. Ruby was an obvious example of this, she took partial inspiration from her uncle.

But Thor just seemed to have appeared appear one day, in more ways than one. He'd been found and brought to an orphanage when he was a child and there was no documentation of him anywhere in Atlas or Vale, and from what she could gatherfrom the other kingdoms, she came to the conclusion that it was the same there.

Even his name and surname weren't coming up anywhere. He just…showed up with equipment no student had. All these blank spaces just made her all the more suspicious.

She'd thought of talking to her team about this, but that didn't seem like something that would go over well. Ruby at least wouldn't like her looking into Thor's past. Yang would support Ruby on this issue, as her sister and Blake would likely side with Yang.

She just didn't have anything to support her suspicion, at least nothing concrete. He was odd and extraordinary, but there wasn't anything in his life to indicate anything unusual. And what did she think she'd find? Was it idle curiosity, or did she think he wasn't as "great" as he seemed?

It was just…he seemed off in some vague way, or several ways and she needed to know what. She hated being in the dark, especially when he was so close to her team, physically and emotionally.

Thor

Thor stood on the ledge over the forest where they had faced initiation. Closing his eyes and taking a deep breath, he thought of his life in this world.

He was happy, as things were, but he felt, or maybe knew that this wasn't right. There had to be more to why he was here, why his father had sent him. Was he being punished? Tested? Or was he here to help fix something.

He'd felt something in the air, from his first day here, and it had only grown stronger in recent days. The winds, even in this mortal form, called and spoke to him. He felt that the change was in the air, and not all of it was good. Indeed, he thought it was going to be for the worse. But he didn't know where it was coming from, just a general sense of dread and disaster.

And then there was the question, how could he reclaim his power? Every time he'd been tested, there was a way. His hammer, that was the key, he was sure of it. But how? And where? Sometimes, in his dreams, he thought he could feel it. He wasn't sure If it was real or just a longing to reclaim his status as a god.

But…being a mortal wasn't so bad. He…felt things differently now. When he was a god, everything seemed to be…well, it seemed like there was no rush, that there was always time. Currently, his time was limited, and that made him more willing to act and try new things, where before he'd felt no particular rush, at least in time tables humans considered urgent.

He sat down and let his legs dangle over the edge of the cliff. He looked at the sky and fell onto his back. It was blue with a fair number of clouds, it might rain tonight, depending on how the winds moved.

He was better than most at predicting the weather, but despite what many had assumed in his past life, he didn't actually know how to predict the weather perfectly. Why would he? He could change it and make it what he wanted. It was his to control, and when he lost his powers , he was still sensitive to it, but reading signs of it was not something he'd ever learned.

And he didn't care to, it just served as a reminder of what he couldn't do. His semblance allowed for small, local weather control, but not on the scale he'd done before.

Still, now he thought he appreciated the beauty of the sky more than before, it was untouchable now, and that made it seem…nobler.

"Thor?" A voice called. It took him a moment to come out of his thoughts to realize it was Ruby.

"Hmmm?" He said, placing his hands behind his head as he said it.

"What are you doing?" She asked as she walked up next to him and sat down.

"Thinking." He said, looking at the sky, watching as the clouds moved.

"About what?"

"Things…" He said, which he knew was going to make her ask more questions, but he stifled a smile.

"What things?"

"Stuff." He said as his lips started to curve into a smile.

"Thor!" Her voice becoming higher in her frustration. She leaned over him, her face changing from irritation to a slight embarrassment as she saw his smile." You're messing with me!" He sat up laughing, and she gave him a slight shove, laughing along with him. "So what are you doing?"

"I am thinking." He said as his laughter trailed off, "But more about… well." He though for a moment to come up with a topic unrelated to his divinity "Jaune." He said, thinking of his earlier conversation with the young man.

"Jaune? What about him?"

"You've certainly noticed his repeated attempted to ask Weiss to the dance?"

"Yeah…kinda hard not to." She said, rubbing the back of her neck, clearly remembering how awkward things had been.

"I've tried to talk him out of the whole ordeal," Thor said. "He's making a fool out of himself, and frankly Weiss is not far from hurting him." He said.

"Yeah…but…it's not really our business." She said.

"Maybe." He said, "Still…as their friends, it seems we have some responsibility to at least help them, even in a small way."

"Maybe…"She muttered.

"Ruby." He said, suddenly feeling a spike of dread, from where he couldn't identify.

"What?"

As quick as it came, the feeling faded, but he'd learned long ago to not ignore his instincts.

"I've…been helping Jaune trained." He said, quickly changing from what he initially thought of saying.

"Yeah…I know, we all know." She said, "No way he's improved as much as he has without a teacher."

"Well, I was thinking, maybe you'd like to join us?" He said. "He might benefit from having someone who fights differently."

"I guess." She said, " I mean, I guess I can. I might even learn something if you're teaching." She said with a smile. She paused, "So…that dance…You going to ask anyone?" She blushed at this, she was trying to be cute. Which was ridiculous, she didn't have to try, but this was ridiculous.

"Maybe." He said, scratching his chin. "There was one girl." He looked away but cast his eyes back at her, smiling.

"Yeah?" She said, looking him, her face completely flushed, but keeping her eyes on him. "What's she like?"

"Oh…you wouldn't care about that sort of thing." He got up and turned his back on her to hide his smile. Teasing her was so easy, even if she caught on quickly.

"But I do!" She jumps to her feet.

"Well, she's a little younger than me." He said, still not looking at her, his face is now broken into a full grin. "She likes red, is maybe a little too into weapons."

"Yeah?!" Her voice getting higher with excitement.

At that point, he broke down and started laughing, turning to look at her "I'm sorry." He managed to get out.

"Thor!" She bit her lip and puffed her cheeks up in a show of frustration, but he also thought she was trying not to laugh.

"Well, what about it?" He asked, " Want to go with simple old me?"

Her face contorted into an expression of biting her inside cheeks, and then she started laughing.

"Of course!"

Jaune

He didn't know if he was going to head to his training session tonight honestly. He knew, in the end he'd go, but still, he felt terrible. Not only in his own attempts to win Weiss over but in a general sense. He did feel bad over making her feel uncomfortable.

But…he didn't know what else to do. Thor had suggested Pyrrha , but she was…even more perfect. How could she…like him? But Thor was…smart in ways he didn't understand. In some ways, it was off-putting, but he liked the guy. And he'd been helpful, and in the whole incident with Ruby and Torchwick, he'd taken the lead once they all came together.

But…she was his partner, he didn't want to screw that up.

"Jaune!" a familiar voice called.

"Thor!" he turned to look at his friend but stopped when he saw he wasn't alone "Ruby?"

"You need other opponents than me," Thor said.

"You didn't think you should ask me if this was okay?!" Jaune hissed at Thor.

"We all already know." Ruby cut in, making Jaune's heart sink.

"Jaune." Thor cut in, "You need to practice against someone else."

Well, he knew that, but it seemed so…weird that he'd suddenly bring Ruby in.

"I guess." He muttered.

"Good," Thor said. "Then start!"

Ruby

Jaune was good…better than she'd expected him to be in fact.

As she flew around him to land a hit, he stood his ground and deflected her attacks with his shield. He was like a turtle, and she was getting mildly frustrated with his static tactics.

Thor had taught him more than she'd expected, and frankly, she was impressed her friend had come so far, to give her a hard time.

She rushed him again, and this time, he stepped to meet her and managed to throw her to the ground.

she rolled onto her back to retaliate but Jaune was on her, and she barely managed to roll out of the way of his sword. But as she came to her feet, she was hit with his shield and thrown back, and he landed a hit with his sword.

He was not this good a few weeks ago. And she knew at that moment she couldn't hold back and shifted to melee mode and hit him as hard as she could.

He went flying into the air, and at that moment she thought she'd thrown him off the roof, and her heart sank. She hadn't meant to do that, this was just a training match, she'd just forgotten where they were.

But before he could go soaring over the edge, Thor grabbed him and threw him, not so gently back onto the roof.

Jaune rolled and eventually came to his feet, looking ready to fight, but Thor said, "Enough!"

Thor

Thor was proud of Jaune's performance, but this was enough for tonight. "Enough." He shouted. "You've both done enough."

"But…"Jaune muttered, "I can still fight."

Thor smiled "Let yourself recover."

"But…" He began.

"Recovery is as important as the training," Thor said as he walked over to Ruby, who was breathing heavily but didn't seem to otherwise be affected. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah." She gasped, "Jaune." She said, looking at her friend, " You're…good…I didn't think you'd be this good this fast."

Jaune blushed and rubbed the back of his head "Thor is the real reason, he helped me."

Ruby turned to look at Thor and smiled and blushed ever so slightly "Of course, he's….great." And without warning stepping closer to him and pushed herself against him, and wrapped her arm around him.

"Indeed." Thor said flexing, "I am great." Which made both Ruby and Jaune laugh. He smiled at this.

A few minutes passed as they talked. But soon enough, they were tired and ready for bed.

"I think." He said, "We need to rest."

Yang

She'd never felt so run down in her whole life. The cocktail of emotions she was feeling all the time was breaking her down. She wasn't sleeping well, and she couldn't concentrate in class. Her team was worried about her, and she kept telling them everything was alright even when it clearly wasn't. She couldn't talk to them about what was really bothering her, not without disastrous results for at the very least her relationship with her sister.

Ruby was the most visibly worried, Blake and Weiss were much more stoic so they didn't show it as much, but she knew they were concerned.

But what could she do? Tell them? That was not going to happen, she'd decided on that when Thor and Ruby were now officially dating and spending more time together.

But at the same time, that was what made her stomach turn. Seeing them together, after what she and Thor had done, and her own personal epiphany sent her anxiety through the roof.

She tried to look at other guys or girls, but none of them caught her interest, not after Thor. Even the older students didn't match up.

She needed to talk to someone, but there wasn't anyone she felt like she could. Part of her knew that in all honesty, she probably could trust Blake, but there was more to it than that. The shame she felt, she didn't want her partner to think less of her.

While she'd never told Blake in so many words, she thought a great deal of her. She thought she knew, but they didn't talk about it. That aside, Blake seemed preoccupied with something else, and Yang didn't wanted to push to know, given her own secret.

That was another thing, the whole team seemed to have split apart internally. They all seemed in their own little worlds, and she thought she could place the start of all this too when they'd saved Ruby. Had that whole ordeal done something to them all?

But it didn't matter, because her own internal chaos made it impossible to even try and work it out. She felt like she needed a drink, but she didn't think that was a good idea, not after the last time.

She needed a shower, help herself relax, maybe then she could try and figure out how to get her head and the team together.

Pyrrha

Her whole life, she'd felt an odd sense of isolation due to her skills and power. She'd been treated differently, not badly but differently.

Jaune had changed that when he'd had no clue who she was besides a vague recognition. Thor had been the second one to make her feel normal, when they had sparred in class he'd pushed her harder than anyone else ever had and probably would have won if Goodwitch hadn't called it off to stop damage to the classroom.

She liked Thor, but Jaune was just…she wished he'd notice her in the way she wanted. But he was so interested in Weiss, despite her clearly not returning his feelings.

As she entered her dorm, she thought of this and other things.

"Heavy thoughts?" A voice came from behind her. It was Thor.

"You could say that." She said, smiling at him.

"Jaune…" Thor said, "He's got a good heart, but…he doesn't seem to see some things like he should."

"Maybe….where is Jaune?" she asked.

"Locker room ," Thor said.

"This late?"

"We did some sparring ." He said, "I know about…something between you and him, and I know…you like him more than a friend."

Pyrrha blushed at this. "Well, …it's simply."

"Don't count on him to make the first move." Thor said, "He's bright in many ways, but he's blind here."

Thor had an authority about him she associated with her parents or her teachers, even though he was a student like them. And this air of power had the effect of making people listen to him.

"Thor… I just."

"If you want him to know, you must do it yourself," Thor said as he sat down and took off his boots. "Do what you will."

Thor

As Thor lay down to go to sleep, his mind couldn't help bring up the fact he was getting caught up in many of the typical problems of teenagers. Social issues, dating, and so on. The thing was he didn't really think he should be, he was here for something.

The problem was he didn't have a clue as to what, or why. His hammer, where was it? It called to him all the time before, but now it seemed silent.

He'd been playing his role as a teenager well, mostly because he felt like one again, but he knew there was more to this whole ordeal and it would be wise of him not to forget that.

As he slipped off to sleep, he couldn't help but wonder about so many things.

And he dreamed.

He was in a forest in autumn walking. The air was crisp and wet from recent rain. He inhaled the clean air and smiled.

He kept walking until he came to a crater in the forest. It looked old, overgrown with new plants for years.

He climbed into it and walked to the center. He didn't know why, but he dug with his hands, and soon he saw a familiar handle. He grasped it and pulled…it didn't budge.

He grabbed it with both hands and pulled, but it didn't budge.

A crack of lightning and a boom of thunder only made him pull harder. Rain fell hard and cold, but he kept pulling. water filled the crater, and he still didn't stop, even when he was submerged, and he somehow could still breath.

Until something pulled him away, and he was now somewhere else, deep in some other body of water. He was wrapped in the coils of something huge, and it crushed him.

Then he woke up. Sitting up in his cot, he looked around the room to see the other's still sleeping.

A dream…just a dream. But it seemed so vivid he wondered if it was meant to be something else.

He sat on the edge of his cot and looked at his scroll. Just past midnight. It's now Saturday morning, which felt like a relief, he doubted he'd fall back asleep anytime soon.

He wiped his forehead, which was covered in sweat. He hadn't realized it at first, but he was soaked. He felt like he needed a shower, but he didn't want to wake up JNPR.

He'd go to the locker room then. Grabbing a change of clothes, he walked to the locker room and thought on his dream.

Was it his subconscious telling him something or a message from his father? It felt too real to be a common dream.

His hammer was…somewhere in a forest. He needed to find it. Never mind he couldn't lift it in his dream, but the later part, the coils of some creature. That made him uncomfortable, the World Serpent was the first thing on his mind.

He had no skill in dream interpretation, but some things were clear enough.

He walked into the locker room and stripped down and walked into the shower and turned on the cold water.

He didn't take hot showers like the other students. He liked the cold water, it felt like the rain to him, rain in the autumn.

"Who's in here?" A voice called.

"I am!" Thor called, not bothering to step out from his shower.

"Thor?" the voice said, and he recognized it as Yang.

"Indeed."

"What are you doing here?" She called from the locker room.

"I could ask you the same thing."

The showers were "co-ed" after a fashion, but during school hours they had an alternating schedule for boys and girls to use them that changed every half hour. Not so during the night.

"I need a shower." She said, "You going to be in there long?"

"Yes." He called, "But come in if you like, I won't look." He laughed at this "Even if I did, it's nothing I haven't seen before."

"Smartass." She said but starting walking in, he had his eyes closed , but he heard her clearly.

He heard her turn on another showerhead and before long he could feel the steam. Yang took hot showers. He also thought he smelled alcohol.

"Had a drink?" He said eyes still closed.

"Yeah." She said, "Not a great idea but I needed to relax." She mumbled.

She was still up late…or early he supposed. Drinking might be the cause he guessed.

"Well, a shower can be relaxing."

"Yeah." She said, but he thought he heard her voice crack, and then he heard something that made him turn around. She was crying.

"Yang?"

She was sitting on the floor of the shower, her face in her hand, and sobbing. "I feel…dirty!" She cried, "What I did to Ruby! How…I'm…I can't…I just wish…" Thor walked over to her, and she looked up at him "Thor…I just can't make it alright." She sobbed.

He knelt down next to her and put his arm around her and pulled her close. "I'm sorry." He said.

"I just…I feel so guilty, and I hate that it happened, but I want it to happen again." She looked him in the eye. "I want you…but I shouldn't." She was crying with the shower pouring on them, "I…hate me for all this." She cupped his face, "I hate you." She said sobbing.

"The skein of life is woven on the day." He started

"Stop with all the predetermined crap." She shouted, pushing away from him "All that destiny crap doesn't change anything, what we did to Ruby, and how I want to keep hurting her."

"You want to hurt her?'

"No!" She shouted, "But…I want to keep doing the things that hurt her." She screamed and put her face in her hands, "What is wrong with me!"

"You…" Thor started, "There are forces even the All-father can't control." He said, he didn't say love, because he thought that might make the situation worse.

"What the hell is an 'All-father'?" she almost screamed.

He realized his mistake at that moment, and he'd have to try and cover it up. "A turn of phrase." He said, "It just means…fate after a fashion."

Yang was so distressed she didn't seem to really care. "Thor! I hate you so much!"

He sighed, "No, you don't" He walked up to her, "You hate what we did, and what you want to do."

She screamed again, "How do I fix this!" and dropped to the ground back.

He grabbed her shoulder and looked into her eyes . "Tell her what happened." His heart sank at the idea, but he knew that was the only solution to the situation. It would be terrible and have consequences for them all, but it was the only way to clear her conscience .

"I can't," she said. "she'll hate me…and you."

"Maybe." He said but knew it was more like probably, but he couldn't stand to see her like this. He had his own guilt over the situation, but his own view on life, in general, making it easier to handle. "But for your own sake, you need to clear the air. She is your sister, she'll forgive you, eventually, but you can't keep this bottled up."

"What about you?" she asked.

He smiled "The skein of life is woven on the day of our birth, we may run and hide, but we won't live a moment longer or change our fate."

'What the hell does that even mean?" Yang said with a nervous laugh. "It's some kind of destiny thing, right?"

"Of a sort, yes."

"You believe in destiny?"

"Yes, …and no." He said. She looked confused. "I believe in destiny, but we choose how we react to it, and how we handle the events of our lives."

"I still don't get it…"

"I suppose you don't have to… you just have to figure out what you're going to do next."

"I…have to tell her," Yang said, running her fingers through her hair. "after the dance, I want her to at least have that before I smash her world."

"If you wish," Thor said, "But I'd advise against that, if you are going to do it, the sooner, the better."

"I know…but I just." She said, "Ruby's never really been this outgoing before, and I feel like I'm about destroying all that progress." She looked him dead in the eye, "You aren't nearly as resistant to this as you should be."

Yes, it was true, he wasn't at all looking forward to the eventual disaster this was going to be. But in his long life, he'd learned many things, and one of them was how to handle emotional problems. It was harder than it might have been otherwise with the body of a young man, but he was ready to suffer the fallout. Avoiding it wouldn't make it better.

He would have told Ruby already if it weren't for the fact that it was Yang, and this made the whole thing not only worse but made the fallout wider than if he'd slept with someone who she didn't know. And there was their team dynamic to consider.

It would happen now, but he felt that if this was going to affect so many more people than just him, it wasn't his place to make the call on his own.

"Thor…" Yang said.

"Yes?"

"Never mind." She said and turned to face the wall.

"So be it," Thor said.

Yang

It wasn't until she was alone that she realized she and Thor had been stark naked the entire time they had talked, and that didn't bother her at all. That alone struck home how upset she had been, and frankly still was. That she didn't even care at all.

That had been something she'd only ever experienced twice in her life. Once, when she had been completely drunk, and when she'd been looking for her mother when she was younger. Both times, she'd been in mindsets that made everything other than the task at hand seem unimportant. She'd have to talk to Ruby, that much was clear.

It wasn't going to be pleasant, and it was going to cause a lot of problems. But things couldn't continue as they were. Her own well being aside, it had honestly felt wrong to not tell her sister.

This would, more than likely, mean the end of Ruby's first relationship. Honestly, it was something she'd have to deal with at some point. But this was probably the worst way for it to happen.

She had some time to brace herself for the fallout, but it was going to be a horrible experience. She hoped Thor was right, and her sister would forgive her.

Ozpin

The letter from Ironwood was…disconcerting, to say the least. If what it said was true, and it seemed it might be, things weren't going to go well with the best student in his first-year class.

He'd be waiting on the files, but Ironwood wasn't known for dishonesty, at least of this type. If Ironwood was deceiving someone, he was prone to omitting things, and silence rather than outright lies.

If true, then Thor had to be handled. He'd wait for actual evidence, until then, things would continue on as usual. This may be a simple misunderstanding or a case of mistaken identity.

But if this were correct, it would be a delicate situation. Because regardless if this was true, Thor was still an exceptionally skilled and powerful individual with a keen instinct for battle. He was also known to have a temper when pushed in the right or wrong way. If he got wind of anything out of the ordinary, he wasn't going to be easy to bring in.

Hopefully, it wouldn't come to that. But if Thor really was sick…he needed help.