Had Harley told him that her friend was coming? Thor doesn't remember, though this would hardly be the first thing he's forgotten in recent days. It should make him anxious, but for some reason the flare of nervousness is muted, and he nods slightly to Pamela in greeting.

"And you," he answers, his gaze sweeping over her. She does not look entirely human, though what else she is, he can't tell. But then she is not the only one in the village right now who might stand out a little; the handful of Sakaarans gladiators who survived the massacre have decided to stay in Asvera too.

Though he has found it easy to lose track of what's discussed at his council meetings - if they can be called that - he vaguely recalls mention of the greenhouse construction being completed. "You're a farmer?"