"Of course, there is that phrase 'borrowing trouble'? Don't go borrowing trouble?" Valkyrie shrugged, not sure if that was the right one or not. "As if waiting for it makes it happen? I think being prepared for it doesn't make it happen; it just makes you prepared, and a little less likely to ..." She blinked as she felt she might have said this before. "Blow your ass off?"
She sat up straight, stretching out her back. There were a few pops and such before she sighed and relaxed again. With a nod, she patted Klaus on the shoulder, softly. Carefully. She turned enough to let her legs hang now from one side of the wall and dropped down. It wasn't a far fall, so she didn't have to prepare that much for impact.
"I believe there might be pop tarts. Somewhere." The trip with Loki had put the idea in her head to find various strange types as she took her journeys through the door. Finding the oddest kind she could along with pasta. She did like her pasta.