"She's been many places I have not." Valkyrie nodded. Her knee never fully left his leg, just a slight constant contact. "We don't. I know of her, and she doesn't really know me." There was a slight sadness at that; this being from different times was a little confusing and bothersome.
"We fought a terrible foe together, but she," emphasis for the woman standing behind the bar. "Was not there. It matters not. She fought the brain creatures, and she will fight other things. So shall we." It might be a little much to assume, yet their meeting in Vegas had suggested he would fight if he was needed.
She was about to laugh at the question then it hit her. "Carol, more please." As the blond woman got closer, "leave the bottle?" Val gave a smile, as if it was all in fun. The smile didn't quite hit her eyes. Thankfully Carol didn't ask, just left the bottle before walking away.
She poured herself a glass, then checked to see if Ben needed more. "There is no more Asgard at my time. We are rebuilding. But, there may be places that have our drink. So, I would say no, it is not easy to come by." She didn't down her drink, but she did take a very long sip from her glass. Before Ben could give any apologies, she rested a hand on his arm, just giving him a soft smile to show that she was not hurt, not exactly.