[Thor holds out a hand when Lup opens a portal, waiting a moment before mjolnir flies out of the portal and into his palm. He's gripping it pretty tight.

He nods at Lup, ppinting at her casually with the hammer.]

Next time. [He jokes, then lowers the hammer. ]

I'm no wizard. Loki is the one with magic, our mother taught him everything. Our father taught me to fight and, I must say, he made no mention of dangerous, uncontrollable magic that I need to harness.

[He considers that for a moment.] But it wouldn't be the only thing he kept from me. From us.

[He glances at Loki in the crowd.]