"Close," Prometheus says with a grin. "Forethought is planning ahead, which I suppose is a kind of common sense. If there's a god of common sense, I'd love to meet them. I was able to grant humans forethought when I created them, which is something that most animals lack. It's not their fault, of course, it was my brother squandering his gifts on them without thinking ahead."

Getting hit by a car isn't much of a meet-cute, but knowing Thor's strength, Prometheus can laugh along with him. Although he's sorry to hear that Thor's relationship with Jane didn't work out, he's not terribly surprised, either. Maybe if the two of them had met in the Nexus. That seems to be the one place where such relationships can flourish. He pats Thor's arm comfortingly -- his flesh and blood one. "Mortals come into our lives in surprising ways. It's good to have memories you can cherish of your time with her."

The Titan's smile turns wry. "It works for us." Although this latest gap between visits is longer than he'd prefer. "Honestly, until I met her, I assumed that I would never be interested in anyone romantically. It's not really my style. Or maybe what happened to my brother scared me away from a traditional marriage. The gods made him a wife as a punishment. An indirect punishment, but..." He trails off and sighs. "Never mind, don't let me yuck your yum, Thor. If you want a wife who is with you always, you should have that."