"Thor!" said Utena, delighted, as she emerged from the house to give him a hug, armor and all. "What are you doing here? And why are you all dressed up?" she wondered, touching one of the carved plates of his cuirass with a puzzled look.
"Well met, Prince Tenjou," said Thor, bussing her cheerfully on the forehead. "You're looking radiant as always. And here are Lady Anthy and my great-niece at last!" he added, opening his arms for Anthy and her daughter. "Ah, she's just as beautiful as my little sister said she would be. Hello, little one! I'm your father's Uncle Thor! Yes, go on and tug Great-Uncle Thor's beard, I promise you it's real!"
Utena wasn't entirely sure her worldview could adapt to the notion of a dotingly avuncular Thunder God on such short notice, but fortunately, before she had to try to absorb it further, he spotted another member of the gathering and straightened up, extracting his plait gently from Annabelle's grasp.
Composing himself into an unaccustomed air of formality that was made all the more striking by his elaborate armor, Thor bowed very correctly to Korra as she approached and said, "Korra Tonraqsdottir, Avatar of Dìqiú. We meet again."
Korra gave him a look almost as puzzled as the one he'd received from Utena, even as she automatically made the Water Tribe salute in response to his bow. "What's up? Why so formal?" she wondered.
"I'm here on official business," Thor explained, a slightly wry smile touching his craggy face, "as a member of the Council of the Æsir. Shall we speak a bit more privately?"