Frigga and Thor.
She kept a hand on his arm, even when he moved away from the hug. She hadn't been the only one so touched by his death, but as his mother... A Mother should never have to outlive their children. And she had missed his smiling face so.
"Yes indeed. It is mostly your niece's doing, that it is so full." There was no missing the pride in her voice. All her grandchildren filled her with something she would have missed out on. And great grandchildren. Frigga brought the hand up that had remained on his arm, and tenderly touched his face. "Well it's fixed now. You should not waste time on feeling guilty or sorrow for the missed time. I'll simply mark it down as you enjoying our home, as much as I have."