[ Cisco laughs, shaking his head slightly. It had been bound to happen, sooner or later, that he would over-explain something Ragnar already knew. ]

It's a city called Central City. Pretty boring name either way if you ask me. And technically Missouri's what's called a state, and there's fifty states in the whole country, which is run by somebody called the president, and a bunch of other people, who all get elected by vote. I'm assuming that... Norðvegr [ He does his best on the pronunciation, but it's not perfect. ] has a monarchy? Like, a king or queen who rules, and then their kids, and so on?

[ It's strange, how speaking to someone from a place that seems like it must be so different from Central City makes Cisco feel a bit less lonely and homesick. One of the best things about living on this moon, after all, is the opportunity to meet people who have lived such radically different lives than him, from places he could never even imagine. ]

Midgard - that's what the Asgardians call Earth, isn't it? I'm pretty sure it is. I think we're maybe just saying different names for the same planet.

[ He returns Ragnar's strange arm grip situation, a little surprised but then just going with it. ]

How long have you been here, Ragnar? In this place, I mean, not sitting beside the river.