[ He clicks his tongue, his fingers brushing against the bump. Something strange was afoot here. His senses are attuned to the strangeness in the blood. But it is not poison and not so insidious that it'll remain for long. After a few seconds Loki pulls back, careful to keep his distance from Thor. ]
Your luck still holds, Odinson. I'm sure you'll have plenty of adventures to prove your might and worth.
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Your luck still holds, Odinson. I'm sure you'll have plenty of adventures to prove your might and worth.