[Third Person's POV]
Hanuman turned to Freyja and Mimir, his gaze soft yet piercing, studying them with an intensity that made even gods feel small. For a moment, there was silence, broken only by the faint hum of divine energy lingering in the air. Then, a smile broke across his face—warm, kind, yet somehow carrying the weight of his boundless strength.
"Prabhu, Who are these two estimate figures standing before us? Their presence here is intriguing," Hanuman asked, his voice calm yet laced with curiosity. He studied Freyja and Mimir with a discerning gaze, as though weighing their worth without a word. His tail swayed gently, a subtle indication of his relaxed yet alert demeanor.