Thor watched as Loki paced the marble floor of the throne room, a scowl making him look the villain he once was not too long ago They’d yet to hear back from Hogun and Fandrall, but it surely couldn’t be much longer before they arrived. He’d sent Sif to greet them upon their return, yet it’d been hours since she’d departed for the Observatory. With night quickly approaching, and the shadows growing in the hall, Thor’s anxiety rose ever higher. He did not blame his brother for his frantic pacing, if he’d not learned to channel his emotions recently, he’d be doing quite the same.