[Initially, Thor opens his mouth to point out that being ill at all is a sign of the times. Instead he shakes his head, tries to shake it off.]
No, I think I’m fine. [He pushes down that uncertainty, straightening himself out.] I just need to walk it off. Briskly.
[Thor rolls his shoulders, it turns out that self-assurance is not actually a cure-all for a strong fever. He moves to walk past Loki, but he doesn't make it far before his legs buckle and he needs to brace himself against a wall.]
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No, I think I’m fine. [He pushes down that uncertainty, straightening himself out.] I just need to walk it off. Briskly.
[Thor rolls his shoulders, it turns out that self-assurance is not actually a cure-all for a strong fever. He moves to walk past Loki, but he doesn't make it far before his legs buckle and he needs to brace himself against a wall.]
That was a rock.