Don't believe in no-win scenarios

“I did,” Thor confirms, although this topic is getting perhaps a little more philosophical than he can grasp at his level of sobriety, or lack thereof. “Figured out I was an idiot anyway. You woulda hated the old me. I did.” Well, maybe that’s a little harsh. Someone’s gotten habituated to being hard on himself.

Mention of a flaming sword has his attention at once, though, his thoughts latching onto this new train and leaving the old one forgotten entirely not three seconds later. “A flaming sword! Now there’s an idea. Would hard to sheathe though, wouldn’t it? How’d that rider get it?” He’s following well enough to figure out that Aziraphale didn’t give it directly to this War, probably.