[ Thor laughs, not the barrel, joyful sound Loki might be more useful, but the kind of relief after a long battle, and he drops a hand heavy, companionably on Loki's shoulder, and smiles. ]

I am very pleased to see you, brother.

[ Because you were dead. Again. Because everyone was, and I was alone and terrified, and I did a horrible thing in my grief, and the price was greater than any I've ever had to pay. And with you here, for the first moment since my arrival, I can think of returning to Earth and facing them all again. Because you're beside me, like when we were children, and the punishment was never so bad when we faced our parents together. Together, it was always alright, and is again, now.

Thor says none of it. Loki deserves better than the fate he had, and if Thor has any say in it, Loki will never know it, never fear it, and it will never come to pass. Thor will die before he mourns his brother's corpse again. ]

I may be a god, but there were more than fifty people on this planet yesterday, and in the month I've been here, I've only fucked four. Now there's double that amount arrived, and I think the strain might've killed me. Now that you're here, you can pick up my slack.