Of course Thor is as polite as ever, a level of formality often difficult to match. I still try to do so though, with a dip and a pause in response to his own, though I am fast to move through the motions. Besides, I did not come wholly on pack matters, after all. At least, not formal affairs - I suppose trying to be there (what an unusual concept, really) for a member is still pack affairs. Still, it's a first. As far as I can tell, Thor seems to believe this may be something rank-related, a thought that makes me smirk in amusement despite his smile not quite reaching his eyes. Ah, what a dutiful wolf. I wonder how it feels to be as such.

"I have not come for any help, Thor. If anything, I have come to offer it to you."

I hold a pause for a moment, gauging his body language for a moment before I move to continue, trying to...casual-ize the situation with a stretch of my legs. There's no use trying to find crabs on the shore with the coming winter and so, I wonder if perhaps we would be better off venturing to the river in an effort to find something small. It always seems to be easier to speak over food or in the midst of a slow hunt. "I thought I would come help fill any caches you have for the winter." I offer him a small grin, a raise of my brows, before I motion towards the river-borders with my muzzle, inviting him to join me.

Then, I begin to move at a jog along the well-worn paths, giving him time to move shoulder-to-shoulder. "I understand Inanna wished to learn beyond the borders. How has Triton found the change? He seems busy but...ah, children are difficult to read at the best of times." Introductory. Start small, start with Triton, and then I will begin to see just how willing Thor may be to discuss these things. After all, I suppose I have some experience. Achlys, Boleyn, even that strange Scallywag. Women come and go, just as we do in the winter, but they often seem to take quite a bit more with them.