By now he knows that look on her face. A challenge has been given, and by the Norns, she’s about to meet it. Part of Thor wonders if perhaps he’s made a mistake, but that’s just nerves talking. Surely he can handle a dance.

The tune is unfamiliar, but the sound of it reminds him of some old Earth music he’d heard back in his youth, and it puts a small nostalgic smile on his face as he takes in the beat, accepting her hand without hesitation as he gets to his feet. “I can manage this.”

He’s often been a man used to taking the lead, but unfamiliar as he is with this style of dance, he watches her and their fellow dancers before he begins. Hesitantly at first, stops and starts, but by the time the song is entering its second verse he’s moving with growing confidence.