"Now tell me about yourself," Sharky asked after finishing his explanation about Earth.
Sif gave a small smile. "My life's pretty simple. Ever since I was young, I wanted to compete with Thor and Loki. That drive pushed me to become a warrior. I even went to Jotunheim once—against my father's orders."
Sharky nodded, clearly impressed. Then he asked, "What about your love life? Have you ever liked someone?"
"No, I haven't," Sif answered without thinking. But right after saying it, she blinked in surprise—why was he asking her that?
She narrowed her eyes a little, curious. "Why do you want to know that?"
Sharky smiled softly. "Because you're so beautiful. It's hard to believe you're still single."
Sif lifted her chin proudly. "Why is that hard to believe? No one has ever dared to approach me. I'm the Princess of Asgard, and a warrior. If someone even tried, I'd probably beat them up."
Sharky chuckled and gently reached for her hand. "What about me?"
