Hank's knowledge of comic books is fiercely limited. He knows them mostly by movies, by cartoons that were on as he was a kid, by posters on walls. He's not really a true fan, so a Loki that's in any shape for or fashion that's been slapped around by the Hulk has escaped bis awareness. He can remember the obvious, having been a person that retained basic World History in an American Public School.
To him, Loki is a god that, you know, is tricky and so happens to destroy worlds. And is apparently here.
"Try not to destroy this one. I fuckin' hate paperwork and I'm sure somehow I'd have to file a report at the end of everything." He jokes pretty lightly.
As for the beer, he makes a so so motion. "Tastes German so it seems about right. Gimme a moment." He puts his down so he can go grab another for Loki. It's just easier to snag it at the bar himself than wait for serving staff when it's just beer. Especially when it's on apparent playdate day.
I love that he's having this conversation with the voice of Surtur.
To him, Loki is a god that, you know, is tricky and so happens to destroy worlds. And is apparently here.
"Try not to destroy this one. I fuckin' hate paperwork and I'm sure somehow I'd have to file a report at the end of everything." He jokes pretty lightly.
As for the beer, he makes a so so motion. "Tastes German so it seems about right. Gimme a moment." He puts his down so he can go grab another for Loki. It's just easier to snag it at the bar himself than wait for serving staff when it's just beer. Especially when it's on apparent playdate day.