[Ragnar squinted at the partygoers as Thor attempted to find 'his woman'. Honestly, Ragnar was incredibly curious about her. In his world, Sif and Thor were married and Sif was known only for her beauty and for blessing fields with fertility. This Thor's Sif was an amazing warrior goddess and Ragnar could not, for the life of him, figure out why Thor wasn't with her. It made no sense. He had to see this other woman, she must be unimaginably beautiful and strong.]
Busy. [He echoed in disappointment.] Tell me about her. I'm sure I'm no replacement. And... [his gaze moves across the party to Sif] Sif dances alone. [The way his eyes linger on the goddess would be difficult to miss.]
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Busy. [He echoed in disappointment.] Tell me about her. I'm sure I'm no replacement. And... [his gaze moves across the party to Sif] Sif dances alone. [The way his eyes linger on the goddess would be difficult to miss.]