Giselle looked back and forth between the two, confusion clear in her expression. For all of her brightness, she was still rather sheltered in Logan's cabin. She never had felt the effects of it until now. She had so little understanding of how the City worked; she'd not needed to know and hadn't thought to seek the answers herself. So much of it seemed like enchantment, and Giselle was quite familiar with such things.
"I will admit to you," she said, tightening her hand on Logan's, "That I don't rightly understand much of the City either -- but it seems that Logan knows you and you do not know him. Is that... Does that seem fair to say, Thor?"