With that answer she touched the sensor that would open the very next door. "You're welcome to stay as long as you like. But I will ask you to stay at least until you are mended." Or if he got on with the rest of the family then he could stay as long as he remained on the station. But she knew not everyone got along with her family.
The room she revealed was paramount of opulence. There was a seating area with a couch, a chair and a lounge. All covered in rich fabrics. There was also a large television on a console table, and a desk and chair not far from the seating area. On the other side of that 'room' was a kitchenette with a small fridge, a two burner cooktop, cupboards and drawers filled with different odds and ends one would need to feed themselves. "Unless you wish for Sif to share your bed with you, the couch or the lounge are big enough for her right now, as she gets bigger different accommodations may have to be made." The bed was just out of view by a wall that simply separated the sleeping area from the rest of the room.
Frigga rounded this wall, the bed clearly took up a lot of the room beyond. It was a bed fit for a King, and wound more than fit a man of his size. "The wash room is through there. There are little square pads beside each door, as long as it has not been locked, all you need to do is touch the pad to open them. The kitchenette will have odd foods in it but they are edible. There is a full kitchen that my family has restocked, and use, that may suit you better if you cook. If you do find you want to stay here longer than you need to heal, then we can redesign some of the other rooms to suit your needs. Or if you find one that suits you better, that isn't occupied already, we will aid you in to moving." She said all this as she strolled over to a dressing table and set his helmet on it, as if that was what it was made for.