Fake Odin and Cooperation

"Fake?" Thor held Mjolnir aloft. Hearing Stephen Strange's words, his eyes widened as he stared in astonishment at Odin on the Throne of Asgard, bound up like a rice dumpling, his expression suddenly changing. "Thor, my son, what are you waiting for?" Odin's face changed abruptly. His one eye fixed on Thor, then his altered expression suddenly sank, and he put on a solemn, imposing look as though nothing could shake him. "Are you just going to stand there and watch your father be humiliated?