Re: We fear nights and death.
Pétr, in a rare moment of heightened empathy, leaned down so he could pat Rhia's hand once she placed it back on the desk. No, the 'norm' shouldn't have been. "You are right," the Asgardian told her. But she didn't need to hear that from him. Her mind was set. Wait, what? Critical, inwardly, sure. After all, Odin had made many, many mistakes. But Thor had done a great amount of good - especially for Midgard. In short, Pétr would keep his judgments to himself until there was a need to have a discussion. He wasn't blindly loyal, after all. But he also came from a family that served the Royals for a few generations. "They are not infallible, but they deserve the benefit of the doubt," Volstaggson reasoned.
Jinjr's head cocked to the side in consideration of Fjolnir's outlook on Rhia. He'd been so swept up in her point of view and helping her that he hadn't really taken time to look at things from other perspectives (other than Freyr, that was). "I hope so too. I do not know him well, personally," in fact, the only thing he knew they had in common was red hair and anti-social tendencies - two things Rhia shared as well. "I imagine if he is as smart as he is rumored to be, he would see that you are not seeking power. There is always the chance he sees himself in you, too. But," he swallowed, "do not simply rely on my opinions. I would encourage you to act soon - with our closeness to Alfheim because of the transition and wedding, transport is frequent and easily obtainable."