The less seen of the two gods of Midgard, Hephaestus, was in a gloomy corner of the room rather than in the center of attention that Thor preferred. He was eating with one hand while looking over a book that seemed to be similar to the book PDAs given to everyone here, only far larger and more complex. An elaborate hologram of some sort of half assembled device floated in the air over it, which he periodically poked at and spun around.
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