Loki didn't like the look she was giving him, her eyes colder than the ice barren land of Jotunheim. Sighing, Loki raked both hands through his sweat-dampened hair in frustration. This was not going the way he'd hoped. "Hela, my Queen; you and I came into this together, and I would like to be kept abreast of our plans moving forward. I feel like this is not so much to ask."