"I figured," he calmly replied, and took that moment to hold up his hands. The scars still ran over every finger, every bone. "Not exactly going to find me the type to put up a physical fight."
It was a potentially sticky situation, and he was learning patience and to proceed with caution when necessary. If she did take a swing, he could now quickly shield against it or send her elsewhere with the greatest of ease. But this was a friend of Thor, an ally to their world, and that would have been the wrong foot to start off with. Even so, nothing surprised him anymore. He'd died several times over. That kind of left a mark of the unforgettable kind. It was the reason he was regarding her with a sort of world-weary stare, like he had seen too much. He literally had seen too much.
"Yes, a phone. I have one to give to you, that you can keep. Along with a hotel key, some money, and a computer to use. There are others just like you, so you'll be able to communicate with them." He pointed to one side of himself, toward the brick wall of a building. "I'm going to open a portal and grab them. Is that ok?"