He got it. Sigyn could tell the moment he got it, before he even gave his answer. There was a certain easing at the corners of his eyes that happened whenever he figured out a puzzle or thought of a solution to something. She'd seen it happen whenever they played a game, or if he got a particularly good quip to tease her with. Now, for the first time since being shoved into this situation, she saw that look on his face again, and it gave her hope.
She gave a short nod when he said as long as he had to. And she knew he could do it. She believed in him, even when he didn't believe in himself. “Good,” said Sigyn, before going on to answer his earlier question of why. He already knew why, but there were details to work out. “Because if you can balance the bowl for even a short time, I can get out and get a few things, then we can make this a little more bearable for both of us.”
For both of them, because there was no question of her return. Not even a little bit. She definitely planned to come back. But leaving posed a few challenges, not the least of which was if she were caught, would she be allowed to return. Sigyn wasn't necessarily being confined with Loki, she wasn't being punished; she'd volunteered to stay with her husband, and if anybody had any thought toward protesting that, she hadn't heard it. But deep down, she sort of wondered if the reason she was left alone to do this was because they might have forgotten that she was there. Out of sight, out of mind. She didn't really want to remind them and test that theory, so she would have to be very, very sneaky.
First though, there was something else she needed his clever mind to help her sort out. “What should I get first?”
There were so many possibilities that sprang immediately to mind, Sigyn was a little overwhelmed. She wanted to get them all, but she knew that wasn't going to be possible. Fast and subtle didn't work with arms full of stuff. This was going to be tricky. And who did tricky better than Loki?