Re: Brainchild | 5-1-2019 | Evening
He was pleased to see that even with feminine instincts and a nurturing disposition, Thea was also a bit stumped about where Skadi's thoughts might dwell. Loki's lips pursed thoughtfully as he listened to Thea's back and forth reasoning - all good points. "She is dutiful..." he said with a sigh, "but technically speaking, the frost giants are no longer her people. She's the queen of Alfheim. Producing an heir for them," or, rather, forming a solidification of the union between her and Freyr... "might be a task that they've run scarce on time for." He'd heard more than one whisper over the past several years about Freyr's heir being wretched and why Skadi hadn't given them a stronger option.
He took a drink of the tea Braddock had abandoned, distractedly, then continued his train of thought: "Especially with Eva having a child every fifteen seconds," he jested, but with sarcasm smattered across his pale face. He relaxed his features and smiled more genuinely then, "Perhaps sending my sister to speak to Skadi wouldn't be the worst option..." Actually. Eva was always happy to throw herself into work, every bit as dutiful as Skadi.
Loki's hands reached out to close the space between him and Thea and he took her dainty fingers within his own. "You seem startled," his smirk was in place but was much gentler than was his norm, and his light eyes were searching hers for the exact spot in the conversation where he'd spooked her.