He chuckles lightly at her question. "The one and only." So far as he knows, anyway. He certainly doesn't know of any other Thor, pretender or otherwise. Still, the surprise on her face is easy to read, a familiar look cast his way since his more modern visits to Earth. At least it's the astonished kind, instead of the one where they think him mad.

Her name is an interesting one, a good fit for a warrior queen, and Thor has to wonder if it was given to her after her victory, or if one of her mothers had the gift of prophecy. "Well met, Furiosa of the Swaddle Dogs."