[ Harry's eyebrows raise as the weight of Loki's words sinks in. But finally, all he can do is laugh. First he meets an alien helicopter, then he meets the god of mischief. This is some day he's having. ]
Right, your armor. Is that what gods wear? I thought it would be more like... togas, or something.
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Right, your armor. Is that what gods wear? I thought it would be more like... togas, or something.
[ Harry, that's the Greeks. ]