"I think they're what we were meant to find." Taking a drink of wine. "Thor and I have talked, and we both...it's...like we don't really remember, but that we had a dream. His with the information he needed, mine with information I needed. It's maddeningly frustrating trying to chase the thoughts." It was very like how he shielded himself, really.

"So, I've done some research on the internet. Apparently the blade is likely Laevateinn, which is mentioned in myths as being my ancestral weapon. There is argument over what it might be, but that....feels right."