There might be something to be said for how different the brothers are, even putting aside the issue of Loki's adoption, since they had the same upbringing together. Traditionally, Thor has been the more social of the brothers, outgoing and friendly with anyone he takes a liking to, with a trust he'd once found it quite easy to give. Loki, on the other hand, has been more discerning in his choice of friends or allies, slow to truly trust or be trusted, though only recently has Thor begun to grasp how their shared culture has played a role in this, even before his brother learned of his true heritage.

"It is," he agrees with a frown. "I... haven't asked how they met. There wasn't the time. But he, er, looks very much like someone else we've dealt with." The sour look on Thor's face is hint enough that he's not fond of this other person, on a deeply personal level. It wasn't there when he spoke of Ian himself, though.

One of the raven chicks has its eyes closed, hunkered down with beak tucked under its sibling's wing. The other is still awake and watching them, though when it notices Adia paying attention, it opens its mouth hopefully. More food?

Thor nudges the packet of dried meat, a silent invitation for her to oblige, if she feels so inclined. "Water bears? I didn't know there were bears quite that small." Usually it's more the gigantic creatures he tends to focus on, though, so maybe it's not that surprising.