Icarus turned to face the Asgardian god.
"I've had enough feasts to last a lifetime," He replied dryly, trying to shrug off the god's grip. "And I don't celebrate deaths, Lord Thor."
But Thor wasn't having it. "Well, you do, now." He casually pulled Icarus along, his massive strength making it impossible to break free from the friendly hold.
The sight of the mighty god dragging the prince was almost comical, and Icarus couldn't help but chuckle after failing to break free. Thor's infectious energy was as overwhelming as his strength.
"It's not every day we put down a dozen ice giants, Lad," Thor grinned, his eyes gleaming with mischievous light.. Besides, no one gets away from me before the ale is poured and the roasted meat is carved. Come, let us eat. And drink. And forget the world for a while."
