So she had also gotten the gift of being able to pull her weapon from magical dimensions. Interesting, but not terribly surprising. "Loki prefers the blade as well, though I suppose if you've met him you may know that already. He never took to combat the way Thor did, but he had his skills." It was one of the reasons she had taken him under her wing to teach him spells and enchantments. Odin had seen the natural fighter that Thor was and had spent so much time nurturing that that she had always feared Loki would feel neglected. Her gift hadn't let her down, though she was still frustrated she hadn't seen just how bad it would get.
A gentle smile appeared, watching Sylvie go over the memories in her head. When one lived as long as Asgardians did, memories could come and go in a blink. As young as she had been, it surprised Frigga to learn her daughter was still able to hold on to even those bits and pieces. "We were returned to Asgard by this Entity briefly. I'm sorry it was well before your arrival. I would have loved for you to see it."
"One day, perhaps if you're ready, I can share that with you." If Sylvie's skills were at all similar to her own, she would know the ability to share memories through simple (and less simple) attachment. But sharing one's mind could be incredibly stressful and invasive. It was certainly not something she would want from anyone she didn't trust implicitly.