Thor and Sif
"I'd tell them: don't ask how many daggers I'm wearing. Or where I'm carrying them!" It was an old jest, one Sif had made many times. She smiled at Thor and, her expression growing more serious, if no less fond, added, "I'm glad you're here, even if it's a bit of an adjustment. Council sessions will be a little easier. For me, anyway. The guards are anxious to meet you and know what duties they'll have with you and Jane, but that's all for another day." Sif waved it off as irrelevant. "They're merely excited to have the King among them again."