Her name is Bryn. You'll know her when you see her, because everyone's eyes draw to her when she walks in a room. She's brilliant, very sharp and she makes me.. [Aroused? Hm. Warm. Safe. Eager to settle?] Happy.

[Thor settles on the word, then glances up at Sif. He's long since given up the thought of a romance between them. When they were much younger, his advances were not welcomed and now she's practically a sister to him.]

Be careful of that one.