Thor latches onto the piece of meat with his teeth and leans his head back to let the entirety of it fall into his mouth.

Thor levels his head to look at Valkyrie as he eats his jerky.

"I promise I'll behave from now on," he says, breaking between every few words to chew on his snack. "And this week, we have a meeting. Iron things out about the future of Asgard." Not something he particularly wants to think about, but Valkyrie's right. It needs to be done, even if there's a chance there are no other Asgardians when he returns back to his rightful time on Earth.