"A circus?" Sif knew the word, though the possibility that she wasn't picturing the correct scenario. In her long life, she had seen so many festivals and celebrations for a million reasons, aand considering Barton's involvement, the most memorable were currently running through her head as she took her place beside her beloved friend.
"Could be an adventure," she answered in a lilting tone and a smile to match. Her eyes were not skyward, but on the way he gazed upward at the colorful edge of infinity. Without much explanation, she placed a hand on his shoulder with gentle insistance, letting him use her lap as a place to lay his head.