[ he's distracted enough that he doesn't notice. her voice breaks him out of his self-had conversation and he stops for just a moment, wondering how much she heard, before speaking like it wasn't a thing at all! ]
Aye, Asgard's Champion, the Thunderer. [ he perks up just a little bit, there weren't many here that knew of Norse myth. not like on Earth. this was both a pleasant and possibly discouraging realm of conversation. ] You know of him? [ he gestures as he speaks, a curious, fourteen year old boy enthusiasm in his voice at the prospect. ]
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Aye, Asgard's Champion, the Thunderer. [ he perks up just a little bit, there weren't many here that knew of Norse myth. not like on Earth. this was both a pleasant and possibly discouraging realm of conversation. ] You know of him? [ he gestures as he speaks, a curious, fourteen year old boy enthusiasm in his voice at the prospect. ]