[While listening, Thor is already in the process of getting out of bed, despite the desire to call Loki a fool and flop back down onto his pillow.

Alas, he succumbs to brotherly concern, and he's starting to pull on a sweatshirt.]

If you're ten years younger, you could surely spare an hour for your weary elders. [He's yawning.] Some of us do not have the luxury of youthful vigor.