The cool of the rain washes away all thoughts as they walk, leaving only them and the storm. It's comforting in its own way to go on a walk like this, to feel the give of the earth beneath her feet and the spray against her face and legs. She'll be soaked when they return to the house, and she couldn't care less. With his hand around hers and his usual self returning, there's no space for anything but gladness in her heart.

She notices the hesitation at the bridge, but doesn't act or ask on it. Thor's footsteps continue, and there's no reason to disturb that if he's truly moving past what he saw. It settles her chest a bit more to realize that, and leaves her feeling only warmth and care as they stop beside the memorial.

"I am." For now, at least, and she's practiced enough with her magic as of late to warm herself a little on the walk back if necessary. She looks up with an arched brow when she sees that look in his eye, a curious smile on her lips. "How long did you wish to stay here? I'm in no rush to return home." But she does want to know what's on his mind now...