All snuggled in, Eva admittedly began to make a subconscious purring noise at Nate's hand on her back, and she turned to face Thor so she could rest a hand on his torso and watch his expressions. Unfortunately, her attempt at levity had been more-or-less ignored by her husband. "We aren't going to talk about it anymore tonight," she interrupted him and clapped a hand over his bearded mouth after 'erratic'. Thank god: "I love you."
"I love you too, very much so," she moved her hand from his mouth to his hair and began to stroke at his temple. "Baldr?" she laughed quietly. "He wouldn't bat an eye. He'd probably make himself a spot." She hadn't seen the God of Joy resist a cuddle yet. Sort of a sucker for a 'puppy pile'. She sighed contentedly then. "We'll get through this and then we can focus on making things better - not just out of fear." Her free, left hand reached back and she squeezed Nate's thigh, which was the only place she could reach. And then she might've given his business a honk.
"I want to squish you two to me like an accordion," she mused after a moment of silence, but refrained, even though the action was well within Eva's abilities. She turned her head around to look at Nate's face: "You should explain our secret hideout."