It all sounded like lies to Thor. Someone like this frost giant would surely use trickery more than anything else in battle. Why not trick them into taking him into Asgard? He would most likely wreak havoc once there. There was no reason to trust him.

"I don't know, I feel quite attacked. Now he's threatening me." He looks to Fandral with a smug grin. "I think it's fair to say the little giant wants a fight!"

His eyes sweep back to Loki, sharp and ready. "And I think its more than obvious which one of us Asgard will believe!"

The hammer lifts, Hogun readying at Loki's flank to strike but a flash of light and booming sound of hooves cuts the fight off before it can begin. Odin seemed particularly imposing seated upon his great 8 legged stallion, eye sharp as it glares down upon what he found.

"Why is it that I come here to Jotunheim to find my son and his friends already here, with weapons drawn?" He holds a hand up to Thor before he could answer. "I will you to wait before answering so you not anger me further."

He looks beyond Thor, motioning to the little giant.

"Loki. Your father has asked for you."

"Wait--what?" Thor shook his head, trying to clear the sudden rush of confusion that hit him as he looks between the Jotun and his father. "...what?!"