Chuckling, the sound warm despite the cold that surrounded them as they stood in the dark yard, Thor reached out and gently placed his hand on Loki’s shoulder. "I will never grow used to this new version of you, brother. Your oath to protect your loved ones is most admirable, and I commend you for that. You will make a good father, and I know mother would be proud of who you have become." As he spoke, Thor watched Loki pick uncomfortably at his left hand at the compliments being bestowed upon him. And at the mention of Frigga, his emerald eyes widened ever so slightly before he had to look away. Smiling fondly, Thor had to give the Rime Diamonds credit—never in his wildest dreams did he expect to see this version of Loki.