[Her son feels alive enough, but she supposes she does as well. Frigga clings to him with desperate strength, longing to erase the memory of his face as he approached too late. But why was he here? Where were they?]
'Luceti?' [The name is strange on her tongue. And how is it that Thor's voice was 'lost?' This was no sickness, she could sense that at once.] I do not know of such a place.
[Her questions halted when she sensed a familiar burst of power, and she cocks her head abruptly to the side, a habitual movement of sudden focus. So it is that she is looking directly toward him when Loki appears, and she holds out one hand to him, the other still resting against Thor's shoulder.]
Loki!
[But something is wrong. She can see it in the way he holds himself -- and he is so distant. (And what had happened to his hair? And to Thor's robes, for that matter?]
it's a family reunion!
'Luceti?' [The name is strange on her tongue. And how is it that Thor's voice was 'lost?' This was no sickness, she could sense that at once.] I do not know of such a place.
[Her questions halted when she sensed a familiar burst of power, and she cocks her head abruptly to the side, a habitual movement of sudden focus. So it is that she is looking directly toward him when Loki appears, and she holds out one hand to him, the other still resting against Thor's shoulder.]
Loki!
[But something is wrong. She can see it in the way he holds himself -- and he is so distant. (And what had happened to his hair? And to Thor's robes, for that matter?]