Thor had hidden with Diana in her room for a while longer after going to find her that day. He wasn't ready to face the world just yet. Of course, when he did venture out, he was found in no time. Evidently, word of his death absence had spread quickly. He shouldn't have been surprised though. Diana had basically told him as much. Thor had been on his way to get his first real meal since reviving, head full of thoughts of what came next, when he'd gotten the request from Loki. That was interesting, but not entirely unexpected, so why not? They could meet.
He all but inhaled a burger in the kitchen, then cleaned himself up and made his way to the roof, where Loki had requested to meet. Of course Loki would pick the most private spot in the hotel for anything approaching emotional vulnerability, if that was where this was going. Making his entrance more dramatically than pathetically, but still as calm as he could manage, Thor joined Loki on the roof about 30 minutes after the request to meet, and stood a few steps away. This Loki, he recognized. Younger, but definitely more the Loki he was used to.
A shame. He was just getting used to the idea of Loki, Goddess of Mischief. No matter. "Brother!" He called, tone warm and inviting, or as much as he could manage for Loki. There wasn't animosity, exactly, but the usual distance, some distrust. One could only be stabbed by a family member so many times before getting a little wary, after all. "You wanted to speak to me?"