He shrugged, unconcerned about the rivalry between his father and the god who would kill him. "No, but I know that he has Odin-son's hammer." He'd not be able to speak half of this in the language he was learning, but here at home he could always speak the language of his home.
He nodded, "yes and we do not need a big place. I don't like being far from them. They are teaching me of this world and the language of the mortals.." then he grinned, "I've made a friend even. A creature, much like me. She seems nice."