Thor appreciates the large, formidable hand on his shoulder. It's a steadying presence, one that helps ground him. Keeps him from losing his focus or his footing.

"A brewery!" Thor exclaims, happy to be off the topic of his brother and onto much happier things. "I didn't know that you were brewing beer! What a great idea! Yes, I think that's a great plan. I have placed them down in the cellar, but I've been worried as it's been rather cold. I've been trying to move them if the temperature drops too low, but I know that they haven't been fermenting as quickly as they could. A warm place would be perfect!"