It was no shame to end in Helheim, Jotnar did not have the same strive towards Valhalla as those of Asgard did, but it was interesting to know that many iterations of herself had not found themselves glory in battle at the end of their lives. She hoped that meant they had lived long and wise lives, and died in their beds surrounded by a life of accomplishment and loved ones.

But that wager... well, her eyes gleamed with interest. A century was not too great a term that it would be the worst to give her time for that long, and she could not deny that it would be fascinating to rule Helheim should she lose. Not that she planned on doing so.

"You have my agreement, daughter of mine. Bring forth James Barnes and I will find the one I seek."