Re: “I wear the chain I forged in life,” replied the Ghost.
"You have my promise," Sif vowed, faux seriously. Her head leaned to the side on tick at the sentiment she felt at Thor's response about her clearance. She smiled a small one, then her eyebrows rose with curiosity and delight: a relic. "Good, I shall stay at your side," a real vow, this time. "What is the r-"
"...a mask, call it out."
"I will," her eyes began to scan, distractedly. The purposeful stride she taken down to the treasury was now more of a prowl as the perpetual student stalked out her prey. "Which mask?" That was the question. She smirked at Thor's usual lack of detail, then squared her shoulders, re-emboldened. "I was taken aback at the suddenness your marriage."