"What, me? No! No, I'm just a guy from Brooklyn, a normal human like you. And I don't care what Loki told you, he's not a god either, they're just-- not from earth. A different species, but they're not gods."

Steve still believed in the one true God, he would never accept that the Asgardians were anything more than aliens who happened to have come across an older Norse civilisation and been accepted as gods.

"And you're welcome. Really. The rip is our problem, the least we can do is help out where we've ruined things. That'll still take a bit to work, though, he should be all done healing tomorrow or the day after."

He stepped back finally and scrubbed his hands on his jeans.

"So-- I don't actually have a way home until they come for us in a week."