She watched him curiously for a moment. Granted she should not find his confusion amusing and yet she did. She gave a gentle laugh. “No you are correct you are no longer on Midgard—You would be on Asgard.” She paused for a moment. “And might I ask a name?” she asked, her tone soft and friendly as it always was.
She couldn’t help but hide her curiosity about the stranger. He had come from seemingly nowhere, she couldn’t help but wonder where he had come from and who he was.
He blinked and stood stone-faced as his mind tried to sift through to try to understand midgard and asgard and whatever sensory intake is going through his head at the towering structures and technology advanced and yet familiar, from both his time and the modern one. His hand rubbed at his nape, taking deep breaths. This was too much. He would think at this point different eras and times and places would not faze him, but he was terribly wrong.
It took him a moment to come to his senses. A moment to remember her question. “My name. My name is….Leonard. Faraday."
