[ Even when he'd first met the child in Paris, the clothing hadn't been enough to hide the fact that it was his brother. It's the same now.
The figure in his hands slips out, dropping onto the table as Thor's eyes go wide. He isn't one to disbelieve his eyes; he's already established that this place is real and not an illusion, but seeing the child here, completely out of the blue... it's almost too much.
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The figure in his hands slips out, dropping onto the table as Thor's eyes go wide. He isn't one to disbelieve his eyes; he's already established that this place is real and not an illusion, but seeing the child here, completely out of the blue... it's almost too much.
It's definitely too much to allow him to speak. ]