he just bought a interstellar communicator. it should do the trick

simple mead and wine it’s common place within his space voyage. for someone like the collector to obtain however, it’s safe to say his own alcohol is one of a kind; he’s gonna have to come back for some of it.

oh well in that case, it should be very easy to contact her. though he’d prefer a simple in person arrival

using the bifrost he’d teleport to 𝐉𝙴𝙽𝙽𝙸𝙵𝙴𝚁 𝐖𝙰𝙻𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 .ᐟ ( closed ) location in midgard. wherever she was

he begins to run his fingers through her hair, staring off into space.

he is in need for another adventure

the asgardian peered around him in an attempt to get some bearings as to where he was. hues darted up to the giant making her way towards him, in a close distance. “that would be the bifrost…lady walters, yes?”

throws a mug aiming for the head.

sighs, stupid reflexes

catches her with ease. “heh, still worthy.”

he got it during his adventures. he can keeps it if he stops screaming.

“mjolnir…” stares

“space, where the spain need spayed. and you?” keeps her close to his embrace

“a hero made in lightning.” he’d softly smirk.

he’d peer around the couple, noticing the pieces of the building scattered along the time of she-hulks office. “right…suppose it’s the risk of space travel. ugh hopefully you have; insurance ?” not like he even comprehends what insurance actually is.

already scarfing his face under his cloak his eyes met hers, and froze. though frozen for only moments he proceeded to lean in and take a bite of his food. “….mother…”

gulps the food before offering a soft smile. “of course mother. im just hungry and i didn’t expect you to show up so early.”

he certainly doesn’t… he is enamored by her gaze .

not nearly as many as she thinks. considering he just thought of it