Thor's return has Amelia on her feet, surprised enough to have a hand out to Jane to shield the woman if necessary and the other at her hip looking for a blade. When her heart's stopped racing, she takes a breath and lowers both hands, stepping around the table to stand next to Jane. She expects this will be a very awkward conversation, much the same way her and Jane's conversation became when they met each other in the heart of town.

"Welcome home," she offers with a nervous smile. "I'm sorry, I didn't think to send you a message to warn you we had a guest." She's usually very good at that sort of thing, but not today. Today she was completely distracted by a guest so unexpected and full of tales that she couldn't rip her mind away long enough for a simple text.

She takes a deep breath, then gestures him close and offers a hand to him. "We've been talking for hours now, getting to know one another after I showed her the whole of Asvera." A beat, and she turns to look down at Jane. "Though I suppose you came to speak to Thor, not me. I can leave the two of you in peace, if you have private matters to discuss. I don't mind, really."

There's no nervousness in her about leaving them alone together. They were in love and intimate with one another, but Amelia's never been one to be jealous. Besides, if Jane has business with the Allfather, she deserves to get to it without anyone hovering over her.