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Though she still appeared sad - not to mention disappointed - Freya would nod a few times in understanding. She brightened up a touch when Frigga lay a hand on her shoulder but she still looked a bit solemn.

“I can do that, then.” The girl agreed with a few more nods of her head. At the end of the day Freya just wanted Loki to be happy and healthy again and if helping to slowly nurse him back to health was what it took then so be it.

“So long as he’s grateful once he’s better, anyway.” Freya made an attempt to joke, flashing the All-mother a little smirk in the process.

“Who knows, maybe I’ll even have a little time to get the upper hand on him by the time he’s better!” The little Phoenix would proceed to boast, doing her best to be optimistic in these trying times. “Loki offered to have a race with me when we were coming up here. If I wanna win, then I’m gonna have to train a whole bunch before he wakes up!!”

“I’m sure he will be even if he doesn’t say it. He can be rather talkative when given the chance but when it comes to what’s important to him he struggles to find the words. At those times he finds ways to show his appreciation rather than saying it.” Frigga said kindly while smiling at the girl.

“That sounds like a good plan dear.” She said, hoping that the girl might tire herself out running around training so that she would be calmer while inside. Frigga was getting too old to deal with energetic youths after all.

Freya just grinned when Frigga agreed with her little plan that she had in store for the next few days, already eager to finish up with baking and cooking so she could try her hand at a few laps around the Villa to start with.

“If one thing’s for sure; once Loki’s all better I’m gonna give ‘em the biggest hug, like, ever.” The girl would add with a little giggle. “Plus all those pastries I promised earlier. I know he doesn’t like me calling him this - but he’s a Hero.” That part Freya said in a slightly more solemn tone. “I mean, he didn’t just save me this time, he helped to save Jane too. Maybe he’s not like Superman or whatever, but all that’s gotta count for something.”

“Correct.” The woman confirmed with a quick nod of her head. “If I’d had the ability to visit the other Realms as you no doubt have, I would. Living in a world with no answers… Well, I can’t say it’s comforting.” She’d add with a rather solemn half of a smile.

“As far as my Father goes, I was just a baby when he passed away, but from what my Mother told me he…” Freya took pause, thinking back literal centuries. “He was like me. Same hair, same eyes, same everything. The only thing I didn’t inherit from him was my height.” She described but was unable to truly piece together her own Father’s image in her head.

A thought thought came to her and she grimaced. Perhaps if she showed Loki she might help find some answers.

“There is one form I’ve discovered in my attempts to harness my shapeshifting powers that… isn’t like anything else I’ve seen on this Earth.” She slowly revealed. “It’s not some Chimera that I came up with mind you, I’ve made sure. It feels almost… natural, for lack of a better word. Like; as if you were to to remove a mask or costume, perhaps.”

“I could show you this form, and perhaps it could help us come up with some answers… but it is a rather intimidating form. You’ve been kind to me so far, I wouldn’t want to frighten you away.”

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Despite possible evidence to the contrary, Freya wasn’t trying to get into some sort of Mischief - although that might be a fun way to spend the evening later on.

No; Freya had something more delicious on the brain - particularly some of the leftover Chocolate chip and marshmallow cookies she helped make with Loki and Frigga.

Once she had the cookie jar down from the cabinet and set down on the counter Freya merely… shrunk. Sure, she could’ve just shifted into a mouse or something, but this was better in her opinion.

After all, cookies last longer when they’re bigger than you!

Loki watched her from the doorway trying to figure out what the Hel she was up to. He was expecting some sort of cooking experiment or an implement used in a way it was not intended for.

So when she shrunk to eat a cookie he just facepalmed. He didn’t stop her since she couldn’t really hurt herself. After a moment he decided to just walk away and let her have her fun.

“You can shrink too, can’t you?” The little Phoenix called out from inside the cookie jar, having climbed inside to get herself a cookie in the first place. It was sort of like a cave in a way so as a result her voice echoed somewhat - helpful when you consider the fact that her voice was smaller also.

Climbing back out, Freya would bring two halves of a cookie back with her - which was difficult considering they were nearly as tall as her. “They’re even better this way, y'know!”