Re: Hello, friend.
"I think spirits is what we're worried about..." Forge explained to his daughter from the standing position next to her throne. "They're fine where they are..." he added with the wisdom of his years in his voice. Also because he'd checked on them more than once since Thor and Loki had left. "I think I'll go stop in downstairs, see how Brian is holding up so close to Constantine's lifeless body," he referenced the British men and their known dislike for each other. Though, Jon had artfully disguised his true intentions. Dr. Jo intentions.
"Always good," Baldr fibbed, a little. He didn't always have good feelings, but right now... they weren't all good either. Every member of Asgard's envoy into Helheim weren't exactly radiating joy... which was to be expected. But they were all still radiating something, which Baldr took as a happy omen. "I am not worried," he offered Eva with a smile. "Perhaps a distraction?" he suggested.
"How are you holding up?" Natasha asked the queen after she approached the throne without a bow or curtsy. She offered Eva her back up glass of wine, though pulled back slightly. "Not pregnant, right?" she teased.