Any awkward thoughts about the nature of their proxy relationship, such as it is, is forgotten in favor of Jane listening to Amelia talk about her homeworld, the fascination of wishing she could see it, trying to picture what it might be like. Aesthetically not too far from Asgard, though clearly not as advanced - but another planet, one with people that look as human as Jane herself. How many others are out there? What secrets do their skies hold? Thoughts that drove her to astronomy in the first place, all the stronger since the day she met a man who'd fallen straight out of an Einstein-Rosen bridge and into the path of her van.

"Oh wow. So your planet's atmosphere composition must be different than Earth's; does breathing feel any different here? How's the gravity?"

Unimportant questions, she realizes, shortly after asking them. But it's all so fascinating, her sandwich only half-eaten as she devotes most of her attention to learning everything she can about another world. And, well, the woman who came from there.

"So... you didn't have magic, or advanced technology. How'd you get from there to here? With Asgard, I mean," she adds.