/I can see where you get your snark and sarcasm from/ you quipped to Loki telepathically while you continued to devour all of the Asgardian healing knowledge you could get her hands on because... well, that's what you did when left to your own devices. You were also pretending to ignore their conversation since Frigga had made her wish for privacy clear.

"I am not quite sure how to explain this properly, Mother," Loki finally replied, his voice hesitant as he searched for the right words. "Her heart no longer needs to beat, exactly. She is... immortal in a sense,"

/I get quite a lot from my mother. However, I could use your assistance in this matter/ he replied to you telepathically while Frigga looked confused.

/Fine, I'll bail you out, silver-tongued noodle/ you teased him and tore yourself away from the massive amount of new shiny things to learn about and stepped back over to Loki and Frigga.

You turned to Frigga and put on your best polite voice and focused on the words you needed. "Your majesty, please do not worry on my account," you bid her extremely politely, though a bit slowly, in Asgardian. You knew the language well from reading, but speaking it was a slower more difficult task. "It is a medical affliction, but not one that can be healed, even by Asgardian methods. My heart does not beat and I do not need to breathe, but it does not harm me. Loki knows all the details, and still loves me despite the affliction," you explained to the best of your ability.

/Thank you for the assistance, kitten/

Loki looked over at Frigga after he kisses the top of your head. "See, Mother? She is just fine. There is nothing we can do to change her affliction, but I would not change a thing about my darling. There is no need to worry,"

"Your lady is full of surprises, to learn our language so quickly," Frigga commented a little dryly, but extremely impressed. You blushed at her praise. You hadn't meant to keep surprising people around here. It just kept happening. Frigga began to ask Loki about his adventures on Midgard. You kissed Loki's cheek and stepped away, letting him catch up with his mother in privacy.

So you investigated the soulforge in more detail and the scanners that went with them. By the time they had finished their catching up and turned their attention back to you, you had connected your Jarvis-tech phone to one of the soulforge scanners and upgraded it to work faster and more effectively. Loki should have known better to let you get bored with technology around.

"Kitten, what did you just do? Or should I just ask why?" He asked when he realized you had wandered off and potentially gotten yourself in trouble. He was looking like he was going to scramble to fix whatever you'd done and get you out of trouble.

"I fixed it..." you replied extremely innocently, but flushed when you realized that you probably should not have upgraded their tech without even bothering to ask. So in your nervousness you proceeded to go into a very detailed explanation about the technology involved and how it could have been improved upon and therefore you'd done the thing and improved it so it would be faster and give a more detailed scan.

Loki sighed and chuckled as he placed a long finger against your lips. "We get that you're a genius, dearheart. There is no need to show off so much to impress my mother," he tells you lightly while Frigga smiles warmly at how adorable her son is with you.

"I'm not showing off," you grumped at him, protesting his accusation. "You were busy and the healing tech needed the upgrade..."

"Of course it did, darling," he replied and you saw him try so very hard to avoid rolling his eyes at you.

"D-did she just advance our technology in here by five years of research in the course of twenty minutes?" Frigga asks her son with a clear air of disbelief. You flushed over all the attention. That wasn't what you'd been going for.

Loki smiled down at you warmly, lovingly. "My lady never ceases to amaze me," he told his mother and kissed the top of your head.

Your focus was on Frigga's shocked expression. "I think I scared your mother..." you informed Loki dryly, worried that you were making a terrible impression on not only his mother, but the queen of the realm she was visiting.

Loki just laughed in reply. "Give her a minute, sweetheart. She is just trying to comprehend how a little kitten from Midgard managed to upgrade Asgardian technology. It should be quite impossible, you know,"

You shrugged. "What? I was bored. Besides, I just needed to re-calibrate-"

He cut you off. "I love you dearly, darling, but this isn't my area of expertise. I will take your word on it, especially since the healers seem pleased,"

You got shy again when you realized that everyone was staring at you, the tiny Midgardian in shock and awe, most especially the healers once they realized what you'd done. "Sorry..." you mumbled sheepishly.

Loki chuckled again. "Oh, dearheart," he told you warmly and pulled you into a hug, still laughing.

You sighed heavily. "And now you're laughing at me. That's never a good sign..." you told him dryly.

"You're just too adorable sometimes, kitten," he told you warmly and kissed your cheek.

That interaction seemed to finally put Frigga back on familiar ground, seemed to get her through the whirlwind of revelations about Loki's tiny Midgardian. "It is wonderful to see you so happy, my darling," she told Loki warmly.

He smiled warmly at Frigga in reply. "There is nothing in all of the nine realms that could make me happier," he told her.

She gave him such a warm bright smile that it warmed your heart as well to see him so well loved. "That is wonderful to hear, darling. Though surely you have other sights you would like to show your lady than simply the healing wing and your inconsequential mother." Her voice is warm with a hint of teasing.

Loki smirked in reply. "You are nowhere near inconsequential, Mother. You're the only being here that makes living in this palace bearable. But I do have a few things to show my darling before we are called before Father," he admitted.

"Then you best get to it, darling. You know your father will not delay for long," Frigga bid him warmly. She turned her attention to where you were trying not to draw even more attention to yourself. "Enjoy your time in Asgard, dear. You are more than welcome back here if you find yourself bored again," she added with slight teasing to you, making you blush even more. She turned to Loki again. "If you see your brother, kindly remind him that his mother wishes to see him." Her voice had the tone that this was a common request.

"Of course, Mother," he replied automatically, confirming your suspicion that the request was common. He kissed Frigga on the cheek before he came back to you and offered you his arm. You took it and headed out of the healing wing with him.

"So do we want to find the oaf quickly, or did you have other plans?" you asked him brightly, enjoying just the beauty of the palace and time with your Loki.

He gave you a warm smile in reply. "Let's find my oaf of a brother so we can continue with the tour in peace," he suggested, sounding like it was a chore to go find Thor, which it was, so you didn't fault him on that.

You pulled your phone from the pocket of your dress and held it up, spinning in a circle so you could scan the palace. You held the phone in your hand screen up and a map of the palace appeared as a little holograph above the phone."Jarvis? Where's Point Break?" you asked. His functions were limited without the net, but he could handle this. A little dot appeared on the map. "Looks like he's there," you told Loki, not knowing where therewas, especially in regards to where you were, but Loki would since he had grown up in the palace.

Loki groaned and you could hear the annoyance in his tone. "It seems we must head to the lounge Thor and his idiot warrior friends frequent," he sighed. "I'm sure they are already quite drunk by now too..."

You sighed and put your phone back in your pocket. "Of course we do. And they're going to whine about the tiny annoying Midgardian." You'd already met them on the bridge and they already knew you were strange and had picked up their language.

Loki stopped in the hallway and turned to face you. You looked up at him confused and he captured your chin in his hand, forcing you to meet his eyes. "You are not annoying. You are an extremely intelligent and youthful creature that always manages to put a smile on my face," he told you firmly. He didn't much care for self-deprecating talk, especially when it was true.

You rolled your eyes in reply. "Sure I am, Lokes. I've managed to freak out every single person I've met here and probably made a horrible impression on your mother with that stunt..." you admitted that last part softly, knowing that you shouldn't have gone to fix the soulforge, but it had been too tempting to pass up. You also shouldn't be so bubbly and annoying around the Asgardians. You already drew enough attention by being Midgardian. And dead. You really didn't need to draw any more attention.

"Kitten, there's nothing to be so worried about. Mother absolutely adores you and not just because she's happy I finally have someone that supports and loves me. You are amazing. Stop fretting so much," he told you firmly, trying to reassure you. You weren't entirely convinced, but nodded and kissed him.

"Fine, but can I kick Thor's idiot friends if they start going on about my heart not beating again?" you asked, knowing they were going to harp on that again.

"By all means," he told you warmly, with a mischievous smirk. He summoned a dagger with a shing. "I'll help,"

You drew your own blade with a grin. "They'll never see that coming from the 'tiny mortal'," you informed him and made the air quotes with your fingers.

"They'll have no clue what hit them. Though you might have a bit of a challenge with Sif," he told you warmly as you continued on your way to Thor and his silly warrior friends.

"She does seem to be the least stupid of Thor's idiot friends," you commented, trying to get more information on these people you were likely going to have to interact with, resheathing your blade for now, until you needed it.

"She is," Loki admitted grudgingly. "Out of all of his friends, she's the only one I believe to be competent and worth anything. The others are about as big of oafs as my brother." He was much happier being able to call the warrior boys oafs than he was admitting that Sif had any competencies.

"That's fairly high condemnation for the warrior boys, coming from you," you teased with a grin. "The blond one seems like too much of a flirt for my taste. The rest..." you shrugged. "Dimwitted at best,"

"Too true, dearest. Fandral always believes he's a gift to women. Idiotic. The others irk me near as much as Thor does,"

"If Fandral flirts with me, I get to stab him, right?" you confirmed, not feeling like dealing with flirtatious males, or idiots upsetting Loki. "And you only put up with Thor because he's related to you, so I'm going to be bored of of my skull..." you huffed in exasperation, already dreading the warrior boys.

"You don't have to bother with them. We will only be visiting them long enough to get Thor away from them. However, you are perfectly welcome to stab Fandral if he dares make a move on you," his voice was light in amusement. "And I only put up with Thor because I have very little choice not to since he always manages to find me wherever I go..."

You gave him an incredulous look. "You really think the idiots are going to let you go into their lair and not insist you stay for a drink? Or twenty?" you asked him disbelieving.

He groaned in reply. "I never said it was going to be easy to get Thor. His friends always try to get me drunk with them," he whined. You noted people in the hall watching you, noting the prince's relaxed behavior around his little mortal.

You giggled in reply. "Well, that sounds entertaining at least. I've never actually seen you drunk, Midgardian alcohol being too weak for you and all," you stuck your tongue out at him, teasing.

He shook his head in exasperation. "Magic and alcohol never mix well. And Midgardian alcohol is close to water to us," he smirked. "Besides, for now, we have other things to do before we must meet the Allfather and I don't want to try and give you a tour of my home while being intoxicated,"

You gave that a moment of consideration. "Fair enough. I'll protect the big scary god from his brother's idiot friends," you teased as you neared the lair of the morons. It was easy to tell since you could hear them from down the hall. They sounded drunk.

He snickered. "The kitten has claws," he teased.

"And they won't expect it, noodle," you teased right back.

He sighed heavily. "Are you ever going to give up that nickname?" he groaned.

"Highly unlikely," you told him with a grin.

He rolled his eyes and mumbled under his breath: "Curse you, Stark,"

That just made you laugh harder. You bounced ahead of him, took his hands, and dragged him a couple of steps to where the morons can clearly be heard from the hall you were in. "Come on, Lokes. The sooner we get this chore done to sooner we can go do something fun,"

He laughed as he let you drag him along. "Alright, alright! Calm down, kitten!"

You were still laughing when you took his arm again. "I take it that's the lair of the morons?" You asked, gesturing to the room where the loud drunken sounding moronic voices were coming from.

"You would be correct, dearheart," he sighed heavily. "Time to enter the lion's den," he added with a groan.

"IS THAT A LOKI I HEAR?" Boomed one of the warrior boys and suddenly you and Loki were hauled into the room and huge mugs of ale forced into your hands. "Sit and talk with us. the little lady too!~~" Demanded Thor's drunk friends.