Well, I'm glad you chose it. [ she smiles. dropping her flats, she wraps her hand around the wrist of the one she's holding. walking backwards in the sand, she uses him to anchor her. it's not a strange concept, to allow thor be the person she holds herself onto. keeping her humanity in check has been difficult over the past few years, but ever since she met thor, she's found that she has something to hold onto. he makes not losing control of her urges worth it. ]

As much as I appreciate looking at guys in really tight shorts, I'd rather spend the day not having to compete with them and a really noisy crowd to get just a second of your attention.