Boi-oi-oing.
The one called Mars had come back with no great tidings. Thea, however, had been granted a brand new goddesshood, so she was probably having a lovely week. She was to be his assistant on his venture to Hel. Fine. He was accompanying her to Helheim to retrieve an Asgardian artifact that may or may not prove his guilt in a matter concerning a blood child of his own beloved mother. What the fuck was wrong with his life? Seriously. The puzzle box of his existence aside, it was time to venture forth with a bear and a girl. And there he was without his Golden Compass. "Good evening, Thea," the mischief deity said to the pretty blonde. A snort from behind him alerted Loki that 'Minor' was also present. "Yes, hello," he said stiffly to the bear that may or may not have been inhabited by his sister-in-law. Meh. They were in Heimdall's charge, now. Earlier in the day, several members of the court had taken time to prepare them, and Loki had even made an effort to familiarize himself better with the new Goddess of Healing. So, as the Bifrost was summoned, he had no doubts that they would succeed in their endeavor. "Many thanks, old friend," Loki said to the Seer.
"Mmhmm," the baritone-voiced darker man replied. He looked to Thea. "I wish you well, my lady. Be ever vigilant," and light his eyes might've flicked toward the green man. "Call to me when you need me." Even if she'd not yet had success. He was in Thea's service.