He smiles and shrugs. "You gonna eat your hotdog?" x.com/antiaudio/stat…

Doesn't reply. Just takes a bite from his hotdog. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

Is kinda just chilling in Boston. He's supposed to be dead.

Shakes his head, smiling. He took a fry and bit off a portion. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

"This resurrected-warrior-of-Odin life is boring. I hear that summer camp cousin Ethan goes to is pretty cool."

He tries not to laugh, continuing to eat his hotdog and fries alternately. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

He ate another fry, licking his fingers afterwards before signing his name. "Aren. A-R-E-N." x.com/antiaudio/stat…

"Thanks," he replied. "It means—" he paused after realizing he doesn't know the sign for 'Eagle', so he just flaps his arms. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

"Eagle," he said. Hopefully she could read her lips and get the translation right. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

"Ohh," his mouth gaped. He mirrored the sign, practicing it himself. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

He returned the smile, taking a bite off his snack. "You think?" x.com/antiaudio/stat…

He wasn't fluent with sign language, so he didn't get what she just tried to communicate to him, so he just smiled and let her take a fry. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

He finished his hotdog, crumpling the tissue after. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

Confused, he raised a brow. "What?" x.com/antiaudio/stat…

Even more confused. "How'd you know?" x.com/antiaudio/stat…

His mouth gaped open. She was right. "Ah, yeah... Oh, uh, Tyr. I'm a son of Tyr." He said, signing the name. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

He nodded. "That explains me being dead but not dead." x.com/antiaudio/stat…

"I'm not a ghost." He clarified, laughing a little. x.com/antiaudio/stat…

Shaking his head, he laughed. "More like I got a new an improved body." x.com/antiaudio/stat…

He shrugs. "I guess." x.com/antiaudio/stat…