She does not have the same concern; even with him sitting and her standing, she feels tiny next to him. It's the way he carries himself as much as his brawny shoulders.

Listening attentively to his explanation, she almost forgets to laugh at his little joke at the end. "They are names I'm not used to," she admits with a soft smile. "Have you visited them all?" She thinks he probably has, if he was destined to rule them. "Why did the Frost Giants decide to invade Earth -- I mean, Midgard? Are you still at war with them?"