Sif actually does her best to keep a distance between her and Thor, because while she is willing to accept that he has a lot to figure out at the moment, she does not feel a particular need to put herself through the experience of spending a night with him when he looks like that without being allowed to touch him. That would have been well and good before he went and kissed her, but things are different now, there is no getting around that.

So of course she is rounded up and stuffed into a rather small enclosed space only to find Thor looming over her in all his not very dressed glory.

Damn, he really should have his hair back like that more often, which is an absurd thought to be having at a time like this but there it is.

"Thor."

This isn't awkward at all...