"Ooooh, bringing out the language before bedtime..." his bride clucked her tongue. She fully understood his meaning and even empathized. Her hands found Thor's and Zap followed his lead by keeping his gaze as he did her own. "I'll do whatever I can," the workhorse of a sorceress confirmed.
Why did he have that feeling? "Because you are a wise king and have the advantage of being shown what not to do as a father time and time again," she smiled, even though all of what she'd said was true and the last bit unfortunate. "If he's right and Loki's to blame, there'll have to be some kind of penalty." Thor loved the great big snake, but Zap still didn't trust him an inch. "I'm not saying we should lock him away, but at some point, he has to answer for the terrible things he's done. That isn't my decision to make..." Not alone. He'd be launched back out into space if she had her way.
Her face fell forward and her mouth connected to Thor's newly exposed collarbones. She kissed him softly, gave him a nip and then rose up slightly, noting that her fingernails had dug into the thunder god's shoulders. "Jimmy..." she gasped, partially as an explanation, partially with annoyance. He was getting his groove back... somewhere. "We need to go back downstairs..." her nostrils flared and she rolled her shoulders to quell the ache in her breast. "God help whoever Troy's nearby..."