Valkyrie shot Bruce a look of exasperated disbelief and covered her eyes with her hand while she shook her head. "Shall I list the reasons for which there probably has to be one, or...?"
She did laugh once it was clear pointing out his self-deprecating nature wasn't an offense. "You shouldn't. You're intelligent, good looking, decent, you try to do good... that's a lot of qualities. And I have loads of qualities too just none that work in this particular planet. Legally, anyway."
Shrugging, Val leaned the side of her face against the headrest of the couch. She tapped the ice cream container with her spoon as if warning Bruce that it was his turn to eat some, and stretched out one leg, flexing her toes. "You never told me, I think, or maybe I wasn't listening; what exactly do you... know? Science-wise. I know it's a lot, right, and don't be fooled by what you know of me, us Asgardians are a people of knowledge and science except we approach it differently."