Incredibly interesting! Thori lets out a soft little whuff polite enough to be a indoor voice, but enough to be a greeting, tail going at a bit faster rate.

"Aye! Thori is the best of all dogs, so who wouldn't want to share a name with him?" Loki chirped in reply as he turned to dig through the fridge for a bottle of soda. There was another already half-finished and covered in floury fingerprints on the island amidst the baking detrius, so it wasn't quite obvious that this was more than just being a friendly host- something to occupy Thor's hands while he was so clearly uncertain wouldn't be amiss, Loki thought.