I beg to differ. [ he quite likes those names, ok. breakfast is very dear to his heart.

the gesture seems easy enough, and he listens better with touch than the vocal cue. his fingers still and open, letting the hair fall like a veil. ]

Aside from a little dip in an icy lake? [ something in his expression falls a little softer. it looks odd on a face that's either brimming with levity or defiance, as if it were made for scheming. ] Well, you know how many different worlds come together here? [ a shrug. ] Some are bound to be similar. That said, some from a world not so different from mine own appeared.

They're not those I know, but they are. Their essence is the same. Three of them.

[ and no Thor. ]