Re: [quicklog: thor and loki, asgard's dungeon]
[While Loki came in his armor, Thor was sans his, clad only in the linen that he typically wore under it. He watched his brother's entrance without flinching and without a curl in his lip that spoke of anger at Loki being treated as he should have been as a Prince of Asgard.
A Prince that was now King. There was no resentment about Loki's change in status - Loki was far more suited to being a king than Thor was. Or he had been before the attacks on Asgard, Jotunheim, and Midgard. Those attacks had landed him a home here, in the cell that Thor now occupied.
He blinked, a slow flash of lashes against his cheeks as his brother came up to the golden wall that separated them. There was anger, yes, in the tension of his shoulders as he stepped closer to it, but his eyes held sadness. Loki wanted their positions reversed, but Thor had never wanted his brother locked in the dungeons - that had been a punishment their father handed down in answer to Loki's crimes. Thor had never wished for that. He had wished for his brother's smile (much like the one he was seeing now). To have him at his side again, the two Princes of Asgard reunited. For Loki's happiness. For whatever pain he had caused his brother while they were growing up to be healed.
Was this the answer to that?]
As you will. [A quiet rumble like a mild summer thunderstorm.] I am fine. [He could not see the sky of his home, nor feel the cycle of her in the heavens, but he was not treated cruelly and he was not denied the basic necessities. He'd been on hunts where they had had less.] How is Asgard? How are her people?