Our king. It's still so strange to remember that refers to Thor, no matter how many times she's caught news blurbs about Asvera talking about him. News that he's expected back today is a bit of a relief, twisting up with that anxiety inside her belly over seeing him again. She doesn't regret the breakup - it was the right thing to do at the time - but they haven't so much as said hello since, and Jane can't simply stop caring about what's happened to him. To all his people, really. When she's visited Asgard, there wasn't much time for tourism, but they'd been a thriving civilization on the edge of space, and now...

They've lost a lot.

Jane musters up a smile for the other woman, a nervous crease between her eyebrows, yet genuinely open and sympathetic. Whatever Asgard's lost, they still clearly have their pride, offering to share knowledge with someone they've only just met. "I can't imagine why not. I know I wouldn't want a big crowd of strangers staring at me while I learn how to use a sword though, but maybe that's just me." If they want more tourists, Jane's pretty sure they could go viral on YouTube or whatever pretty easily, but that would be a lot to explain and maybe that's best saved for later. "Is this a beginners class? I've seen Thor spar before, he uses the real thing."