“What do you make of this?” I passed the book to Alex. He frowned. “That’s my mom’s symbol, obviously.” (You heard right. Loki was normally a male god, but he happened to be Alex’s mother. Long story.) “And the rest of it?” I asked. “This word looks like moo with a j. Perhaps Scandinavian cows have an accent?” “I take it you don’t read Old Norse, then, or whatever that language is?” “Magnus, it may shock you to learn that I do not have every talent in the world. Just most of the important ones.”
