Now Thor recognized what made the woman familiar. She was of Midgard, but from the days when the Frost Giants had attempted to rule it using Casket of Ancient Winters. The Asgardians came to the Earth's defense and tried to explain to the humans there that they were not gods, but their technology and biology had been too much for the people to process. Eventually it became easier not to deny it, especially if it meant keeping the local people safe.
Thor and his friends maybe even tried telling ridiculous stories to see what the people would believe and won the wager after he convinced the humans his brother had given birth to an eight legged horse. That had been mean. He maybe regretted that now.
"You look very much alive to me," he started out gently, placing his hand on her face and leading her upward instead of commanding her to stand. Her presence continued to make Thor suspicious of The City's intentions. "Ask what weighs on your heart, and I will do my best to answer."