[All that would make this moment a complete mockery of death would be if Odin himself appeared, and she could feel his strong arms around her, and around her sons. He had never been one for prolonged displays of affection with his children, but if this was some sort of wait station between now and the afterlife, couldn't she have it as she desired? She is holding both her sons in her arms. Frigga can not remember the last time her heart felt so complete.
She kisses the crown of Loki's head in response to his words. For words said in anger, words meant to cut, I forgive you this and more, my son.
She could feel Thor resting hard against her and took deep satisfaction in holding him back, in erasing that final moment where he could not hold her, could not keep her.
Frigga shut her eyes but freely allowed a few tears to fall. She was not ashamed of the love she bore for her children, and she never had been.]
My sons. [Whispered, and again - stronger.] My sons.
[She had questions, the most urgent of which burned within her -- how had they come to such a place? -- but more important, always more important, was that they knew they were loved.]
all the sobbing x2
She kisses the crown of Loki's head in response to his words. For words said in anger, words meant to cut, I forgive you this and more, my son.
She could feel Thor resting hard against her and took deep satisfaction in holding him back, in erasing that final moment where he could not hold her, could not keep her.
Frigga shut her eyes but freely allowed a few tears to fall. She was not ashamed of the love she bore for her children, and she never had been.]
My sons. [Whispered, and again - stronger.] My sons.
[She had questions, the most urgent of which burned within her -- how had they come to such a place? -- but more important, always more important, was that they knew they were loved.]