Think of it as a safety belt. Of course, he will share, no worries. I was in the group of the first wanderers, the people who arrived at Asgard without knowing how or why. I remember opening my eyes to this world, then feeling a sharp pain for a second, then nothing. The next time I opened them, I was in a room with Freya and Sigyn greeting me to this world. I'm pretty sure I died and then came back to life.

The bracelets keep us tethered to this world, let the magic here keep us alive. The gods had to create them so we could live. I didn't want to choose a god, back then I didn't care if I lived or died. Tyr took me as one of his own to save me from a second...no, wait, third death. I had already died once in my world. It's not pleasant, I don't recommend it.

Ah, yes...a short name it's easier to remember. I'll give you that. So are you like the FBI? The police?

[ Yes, excellent. Peter gives a smile at the question but it's a bit subdued. ]

Someone important gave it to me. I'm keeping her memory alive using it. And well, I lived among the stars so it was fitting.