Their lives had been thrown away and she was left. And then had faced down their killer once more during Ragnarok - and still came out alive. But still losing. She wasn't sure how to handle that one either.
She took his words at their honest truth and offered him a faint smile. "Maybe sometime." she hadn't really talked about it to Thor, or Loki, or anyone. But maybe she needed to. She wasn't sure about that.
Valkyrie regarded him for a moment before looking down at him, her head tilted a little thoughtfully. "Perhaps," she said in a slow, cautious tone. "perhaps it is time to lay the dead and gone to rest and stop letting the ghosts of our pasts haunt the days of our future." it was a carefully said statement, like she wasn't sure if they were the right words or not.