Re: We fear nights and death.
"Please don't," the trickster god pled, "your wife does it so much better," he jabbed. "Great, sounds perfect," Loki said as Thor swore and made promises. "Stay here, please. What? He rolled his eyes but submitted nonetheless. "I'm waiting..."
Chats, yes. Always a comfort... He did have to admit that Thor had been stupidly, stupidly forgiving toward him - and others who had wronged Thor as well. But the man had a mission. Who was Loki to stop him? Oh, right, a chaos deity. Thor was a rock, and Midgard was a literal hard place. There he sat. "Tell my nephew hello." Thor vanished.