Kratos and Mimir went out one day, away from Freya for the moment being and got shipwrecked on land they had not before seen

Kratos: “Head! What is this place”

Mimir: “havnt got the foggiest”

Mimir hung onto his belt, hes only a sentient head so he can’t really walk or anything

Kratos: “the boat is destroyed…We have no way of returning home…”

Mimir: “let’s find a way then”