#versetbd

     “So, you help Thor and those others protect Midgar now?” It seemed strange, but then again since when was anything Loki ever did considered normal? Personally, he’d believe it when he saw it himself. He still wasn’t sure how he felt about it in any case.

     While he wasn’t exactly showing it, it was clear through the warrior’s tone he was amused at how this conversation was progressing. “Really? Well I happen to recall a time when you squeaked over a stray arrow landing beside you.” He might have the smallest hint of a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth now.

     Hearing the woman approach him, the man looked up from what he’d been doing, mending some of his armour. “Greetings Sif. Have you need of me?” He asked, setting down fabric in his hands. Yes, he could get someone else to repair it, but he found it relaxing,

     “I do not trust what leaves your mouth.” That was the first thing Hogun spoke, seeing the other approach him. “If you wish to talk to someone, find an ear elsewhere.” Why the trickster thought he was someone he could still approach, he knew not, but he wasn’t simply going to roll over that easily.

     Having thought himself alone, Hogun was training against some dummies he’d set up. Mace in hand, he seemed deeply focused on his movements. However, hearing movement approach, his instincts kicked in faster than he thought to stop. His weapon pointed and aimed at the other, he near tripped as he stopped himself from lashing out. “Apologies, I did not know it was you my friend.”

     Whether it was coincidence or he knew she were coming, it’d be unclear. Though when he spotted her, a small nod was given in greeting. “Catch.” Waiting until he was sure she was ready, an apple was tossed towards her. “You were able to get my message to Thor then?” He knew it was likely so, but wanted to make sure in any case.

     There’s no words offered to the other, merely a cold stare. Even if he were willing to talk, what was there to say to Loki that hadn’t already been uttered? So, he simply folded his arms over his chest and continued his silent glaring.