Giselle wanted to ask what 'Avengers' were. It sounded a little angry and a little mean. She'd never expected Logan to be either... but he'd surprised her with exactly that just five minutes ago. She wondered, then, if Thor was the same.
But it was clearly not the time for her own questions. She felt sympathy for her friend, especially when he mentioned that he loved someone and was missing her. "I'm so sorry," she said. To love someone and to lose them must be one of the worst feelings in the world. And then, she realized, that might have been a little of what Logan had been feeling when she greeted Thor as she had.
It'd been innocent. She was truly only happy to see that he was alive and well. She'd looked for him after that day with the dinosaurs, but hadn't found him. And Logan didn't know any of that. He only saw... Oh, she was a wretched woman! She had much to apologize for. But it would have to wait. It wasn't a conversation to have in front of Thor.
"It seems a lot like an enchantment," she agreed. "But I don't think that's what it is. Logan..."
She trusted in him to know the right thing to say. And she trusted in him to say it.