"Well, as I said. There were people dedicated to cleaning as we went," he tilted his head a little at the statement. It didn't really surprise him - he'd walked down the streets at night and seen clubs, bars, various different groups of people shouting and talking while very clearly inebriated. It was a lot more separated than Asgard, but it wasn't overly different, in some ways. Their celebrations were simply much more mundane than the end of a short war or a grand battle.
"Understandable. I doubt most mortals have the constitution of a God," and that was an interesting thought - in some ways, Torunn would have been a god if her situation had been different. Thor was the God of Thunder in name, at least, but he couldn't help but be curious. Goddess of Lightning, perhaps? War? Goddess of Swords? Goddess of Alcohol seemed appropriate, judging by what he'd drank in New Asgard.
"I've bitten Thor as a snake on one occasion, but I regretted it. He yanked me off and threw me against a wall in shock, which hurt quite a lot. As for shapeshifting, if you can picture an animal, I can turn into it," he paused. "Within reason. I can't quite alter my size to be a behemoth."