Thor frowned at the monitor. Moving to tap on the wall a few times but finding no obvious signs of it being hollow through random selection. He assumed when she tossed aside the toy, she was dismissing the monitor's threat. Then the last part came in.

"Under better circumstances," was all he got out. He isn't bashful and isn't well known for avoiding temptation but this was something else. Instead the large man looked to her, "Did you find lube?"

She was rummaging through the dresser of useful things. He walked back to the bed as they now had 15 seconds.