"I thought you were dead," Thor says, looking down at the books splayed out in front of them. He touches his hand to one of their covers and picks it up. "You didn't give me any reason to think that you weren't. Not until you attacked Midgard."

Explaining it now, it doesn't feel like it really makes much sense. Thor turns around the book in his hands.

"It was like you wanted me to believe you dead until you didn't."