There was a deatheater in Harry Potter named Thorfinn. It was always possible. It was a common name in the old sagas. Which the boy knew well enough from killing time on the ship. Internet wasn't a thing he really had access to, but sometimes he would be tossed books.

"Yes Thorfinn, and no you can't call me Thor." That's been a question he's been asked one to many times since arriving in the US. "No, there is no last name." He was at least glad the girl knew nothing of him. It made life easier for him no one knowing where he had come from. At least the teachers were that kind. He stops walking, looking up at one of the paintings A ghost ship aside from arguing with her it was the first thing to catch his eye.

"Have you heard heard of the SS Edmund Fitzgerald?"