That is especially true in the Nexus. It's just one divine thing after another.

"Prince of Asgard, the Rightful King of Jotunheim, god of lies and mischief and owner of many terrible life choices. At your service."

He seems mildly surprised that she adjusts her skirt and gives her a gentle wave of his hand. "Really, formality isn't necessary. I have legs, too, after all."

"Olympus, though? That's interesting. You're not personally at odds with Prometheus, I hope? He's been a good friend to both Thor and myself."