Had he been given the choice, Thor would’ve preferred to blame his present displacement on a long night spent drinking the headiest of mead, more than willing to accept the temporary memory loss that came with crashing through the limits of his hardy constitution. Still, there was no point in dwelling on missed opportunities. His search for answers had been met with half articulated explanations, an already better development than having known nothing of the area a mere handful of minutes past.

“You’re correct, this place does not like it would be fit to be called ‘Kansas’, though with a name like that I wonder what would suffice.” In a showing of cluelessness, the blond demonstrates his unfamiliarity with Earth’s way of speaking, treating the throwaway remark as if it stood for something substantial. It was something he should probably work on, something to fill the vacant hours between protecting his people and aiding the heroes of this realm.

“So we are– as the saying goes– out in the sticks?” Saying the phrase aloud appears to bring the thunderer joy rather than any negative feelings. Had it not been apparent before, his mannerisms were beginning to paint the picture of a man not at all in touch with the ways of this planet. “Splendid! All that I need do next is find the nearest tavern and I will be content!” Or one with a eye to recognise danger when it is standing there before him in the shape of man. 

_{there was a roll of his eyes and an itch to ask what he meant by tavern. yet, he restrained himself. no, he wasn’t going to ask about what he meant by it. ky knew enough the other wanted a drink. though, still, the use of tavern was rarely… if ever used. at least where he had been.}

_{“out in the middle of nowhere.” though, they were still somewhere, but that was ultimately besides the point, “so, where are you from?” he was going to make a few assumptions, but instead, he decided against them. no, for now he was going to be decent. well, as much as he could be before causing more than just a little chaos.}

_{“the nearest bar is…” he actually didn’t know where… he just knew he had a loaded fridge with beer back in his hotel room, but that was his personal stash. something… he wasn’t willing to give to anyone. “somewhere.”}