"Brother, the day I stop getting ideas is the day I am truly dead. Then, and only then, you may mourn." He's smiling, but there's something serious in his eyes. He pats Thor on the bicep (risking injuring his own hand, to be honest), and then gives a farewell bow to Adia.

She's done exactly what he needed her to, and as such has earned a measure of warmth from him. And probably also his unhealthy interest for a longer period of time than she wants. "Likewise, Adia. I hope to see you again soon."