Brun had experienced a lovers death in many ways. So this particular instance, was not, shall we say, enjoyable. In fact, Loki was lucky she had managed some self control and had simply held onto his hand in a vice grip instead of wrapping herself protectively around his arm as if she was a snake herself, set to coil and strike any that dared come near him. Her job was to protect Thor after all. And she did have a little pride... somewhere... deep deep down inside.
So here she sat, heart aching in a way she had not missed in the past few months, Loki's hand still clasped tight in her own, their fingers linked. Her jaw clenched a little as she tore her eyes from the screen to look at Loki, her eyes saying a million things at once, before looking back to Thor. Her eyes only had concern to show for her King and best friend then. "From now on, I am the official googler of things."