It's...very easy. But it's...a bit like having a whole other set of muscles, just in my mind. I think that I want to be a way, and I am. You want to pick up your coffee, and your arm just reaches for it. It's like that. And just like you have to think, just a little, to keep your hand around the cup...it's like that, too.

[Saying that living in Asgard is something like having her entire body be a phantom limb is rather more overdramatic and revealing than she's willing to be, though.]