"So what?" Thor's frown is growing deeper by the moment; he can't stand the idea that his brother thinks he can't handle blood. "I'm going into battle in a few years and I'll probably bleed a lot more then."

Thor takes a breath so that he doesn't wince. It really does hurt. And logically, even he knows that they should go back, but his typical stubbornness prevents him from agreeing to it.

"Are you going to worry --" Another breath. "Are you going to worry about me then, too?"