Thor takes the number automatically, and frowns in puzzlement for a moment before he realizes what it's for. "Ah, for the Bifrost devices. I have one of those. Somewhere." He pats himself down, locating Rogers' pockets until he finds one with a rectangular lump in it. Ridiculous that he even needs one at all, but if hanging around humans has taught him anything, it's that it pays to take advantage of opportunity.
His PINpoint is something like a smartphone, if smartphones were made out of clear glass all the way through, one edge lined with silver. The display is all in runes, the language close to but not quite Old Norse. Thor taps out the number, storing it in the device's memory, before pulling up his own identification and showing it to Hunter.
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His PINpoint is something like a smartphone, if smartphones were made out of clear glass all the way through, one edge lined with silver. The display is all in runes, the language close to but not quite Old Norse. Thor taps out the number, storing it in the device's memory, before pulling up his own identification and showing it to Hunter.