“I’ve never met that particular one, so no. No opinion either way,” Strange says, his voice mild.

He’s looking at her in a new, scrutinising light, though: the scars, the muscles, noting it all down himself in the way of a new formula falling into place. But then the man hesitates. Chews over his next few words before he just goes for it:

“This next question is going to sound batshit, but— is he from another planet? The last two gods I met, they were technically powerful aliens who’d inspired the myths. Norse, in that instance.”