A deluge of hugs would be, by far, the best way to go as far as Thor is concerned. He pauses only a brief moment to assess - Sigrid's idea is a good one, and there's only a small hitch in his step before he's hopping up onto the table too, Una still held securely in one arm. She giggles, and he briefly kisses her forehead before setting her down and kneeling to pick up Endrid, giving the little boy the same courtesy. "Hello to you too, Ein. I hope you've left some cookies for me," he teases gently, lightly tweaking the end of the boy's nose.

Still holding Eindrid in the crook of his arm, he turns to face Sigrid and bows slightly. "I'd be honored to accept a juice," he tells her, matching her attempt at manners. She is hosting a king, after all, even if he is her uncle. "Whatever you have will suit."