"If he really cares about you, milady, he will run back into your embrace in no time. But based of experience…" Loki gave a nonchalant shrug. Its better to tell the truth than to lie sometimes. "He will take his sweet time planing mischief while he is with his… brother."
"You missed nothing, Lady Sigyn…," he gently took her hand into his and gave a comforting squeeze, eyes gleaming only with a certain amount of joy for he has plenty in his mind. "I am not dead yet. I still have to go through Ragnarok and bring Asgard down. I would love to have you on the front seat for that event."
At what he said about Theoric, Sigyn could only sigh softly and look down towards the ground. Sometimes she just felt unworthy of many things, not just Loki’s friendship…
When he took her hand in his in that comforting way however, the goddess looked back up at him and the joy on his face made a soft smile appear once more on her rosy lips. “Oh, I’d be honored to be on that seat. You know that no matter what happens, I will always support you, Loki. That’s what best friends are for.” She placed her other hand on his, giving it a reassuring squeeze just like he had.
"But does that mean you are planing on unleashing Ragnarok any time soon?"