Frozen quarters (open)

Considering Jokull didn't understand a thing about Midgard or Earth as it was known as by it's inhabitants, he couldn't exactly get a job. There was so much unknown to him and while he didn't want to put the Avengers through more than he already had due to Torunn, he accepted the offer to live here. His room was nice, it was something far better than his old home. The bed was more comfortable though he had a struggle to keep it cool enough to where he'd be comfortable. To anyone else, they would feel pretty cold in the room and ice an snow was everywhere in it. Something form home in a sort of way; course it was all created with his powers. He kept the 'mess' to his room and currently that was where he was. Creating a baseball sized orb of ice in his left hand as he heard something knocking on the door. This caused caused him to turn his attention away from it and towards the door.

"Come in." Jokull said, not sure on who it was but he knew it was better to be polite than to make any assumptions.