[Thor looks momentarily impressed by the way Mantis replicates his actions. He respects her, although he wonders if she can handle knocking it back.

Regardless, he's quick to sweep purple, icy drinks off yet another platter and passes one on to her. He understands that non-Asgardians can't withstand the same amount of alcohol as him, but he's not really sure what sort of being she is.]

Did your Master use you for selfish gain? For sinister purposes? [He's not really sure how it can be done, but he's imagining something bad here.]

I'm sure you will have ample opportunity to help, here. Many people don't understand even their own feelings, I'm sure there is value in it. [The voice says yes and the facial expression says how.]