It takes Thor a moment to locate the speaker, following the sound up until he finally spies the colorful youth perched atop the PSA screen, and at this distance he can't tell if that's a natural coloration or Earth-style battle gear, like that of the man in the video. No matter. An answer is an answer, either way.

Thor's had little opportunity to learn much about how Midgard's economy functions, but he's seen enough to realize it bears little resemblance to the one he knows, nor do many others. No vassals, no serfs, using some strange form of centralized barter revolving around paper fragments and stamped metal. Or the wave of a hand, in Stark's case. "I suppose there would be little opportunity to work the land for a living in a city," he agrees.