Magnus shakes his head. "Age is weird in Valhalla," he says. "The floors are divided by age at time of death, so me and all the other sixteen to nineteen year olds feast together or whatever, and everyone on my floor also died at sixteen. But Mallory died in the 1970s, and her boyfriend Halfborn died in the 800s, and TJ died in the Civil War. Alex died the year after me. But once you're there, everything is mostly so same-y? You wake up, you die, you eat, you fight, you die, you eat, you dick around... And some of the people around you look older but are younger than you, and some of them look younger but are centuries older. So I didn't really think about it till I got here. I guess really the most annoying part back home was that it was hard to do stuff on my own for the Chase Space, because people thought I was just another kid staying there, and not the guy who organized it all. Other than that, it can be nice to be underestimated?" He shrugs. "Here is different, though. I'm the only einherji. So I've been thinking about it differently."