He hated it when women cried. He hated it. It made him want to punch something when he saw a woman crying. And this wasn't just any woman, this was his sister. He loved her and hated that she was bawling all over him. Even worse, he was pretty sure it was his fault for bringing all the stuff about his dad up. Dammit.
Thor hugged her a little tighter and kissed the top of her head. “It's gonna be alright, Frigg. You'll see, it's all gonna be alright.”
It must have been a long day for her. Well night. She fought with Dad, then was out to find Sigyn early this morning cavorting with-- Wait. Why was she out so early? She said she hadn't slept much. Had she slept at all? After the fight with Dad, had she gotten any sleep? Well no wonder she was all emotional.
“You been up all night again, aincha?” he asked softly. “Aw, Frigg. You'll feel better after you get some rest, I promise. C'mon, drink that icky stuff that Fulla gave you and get a nap in. We can talk more after that. It ain't no fun to fight with you if you're too tired. Them hens a' yours can live without you for half a day.”