"It looked just like a house Thor sent me to in Jotunheim," Magnus says, frowning. "When he lost both his staff and his hammer and couldn't watch Breaking Bad or Game of Thrones or whatever. There were these two giantesses and their dad. They tried to kill us." Not that murderous giants particularly stand out, in Magnus's afterlife. There are a lot and they keep on coming. Actually, this place has been a nice respite from giants who want to grind his bones to make their bread, or whatever.