Narrowed eyes surveyed the room quickly, finding exits and taking note of every detail. Thor was not accustomed to being caught by surprises. He noticed that most of the surroundings were either boxed, packed or both. After hearing the other male’s response, Thor turned to face him. “And where is your lab located, midgardian?”
“Erm… My basement, in like Boston… Thor.” He replied the Thunderer. Newt didn’t want to take up any more of Thor’s time, seeing as the God seemed to be in a hurry, maybe. Well, there had been a civil war of sorts. He figured that Thor probably wanted to check on his companions, his fellow Avengers and got him instead. Newt had a billion questions to ask the Prince of Asgard. What was it like? What was Asgardian culture like? And their biology? How different was it from that of a human’s? (Of course there was the super strength, speed, durability and intelligence.)