"One cannot kill what's already dead," she rationalizes, lips curling faintly as the crease in her eyebrows smooth out.

"And I was never alone. Even in my darkest time, I still felt Freja with me, and Frey blessing my lands. I don't fear the worst."

But to more pleasant things.

"And since the worst is not calling on it's horns for us.. Will you leave me to wander Asgard for breakfast aimlessly or does your company extend outside of your bed?"