Loki jerked his hand away from hers as if her touch had electrocuted him. Which was ridiculous. She wasn't Thor for Norn's sake. Her touch wouldn't hurt him. This was Sig, his lost Sigyn, his lost best friend, his lost... heart. His eyebrows furrowed, his expression turning to shock, horror, briefly on love, but he was startled and couldn't settle on an emotion.

Sig jolted a little and pushed up her sleeve to look in awe at the green lines of power on her skin. The pattern was beautiful swirls and the whole thing was gorgeous, looking like a glowing magical tattoo. "A... soulbond?" she asked softly, unsure if what she was seeing was real. She hadn't seen a soulbond in centuries. They didn't happen among the fae. It didn't happen all the time on Asgard, but was much more common.

Loki's gaze quickly shot up to her from the purple lines of power on his arm. "Did you know this would happen? What does this mean?" He demanded, panic in his voice. He clearly didn't know what was going on anymore than she did.

Sig shook her head firmly. "Of course I didn't know. I knew something about them centuries ago. I don't even remember if it was Asgardian magic or some old children's tale.... All I know is soulbonds don't happen among the fae," she replied. That much at least, she did know for certain.

Loki nodded, remembering that her memories weren't entirely back yet. She still couldn't quite grasp what he thought of the situation, nor he her. They both needed more information. Neither of them knew much anymore about soulbonds except that they supposedly marked soulmates.

Sigyn was his soulmate?

How could Sigyn be his soulmate???

Loki turned to Thor. "We need to return home. Now," he told his brother firmly.

Thor looked confused, though not at the magic that had just occurred. He knew a soulbond when he saw one. "Congratulations are in order, brother," he replied instead of rushing off to Asgard like Loki wanted.

Loki glared. "Now, oaf," he insisted more firmly.

Thor huffed at his impatient brother, but nodded and held out his hand so Mjolnir would fly to him. "What is the problem, brother?"

"We need more information on what this means," Loki gestured to the purple swirls of power on his arm. "I'm sure Mother will be able to help us," he added, sounding worried.

Thor nodded again. "Come on, then. I will call the Bifrost outside."

Loki nodded and Sigyn saw him consider grabbing her hand. Or taking her hand, but he reconsidered and stopped himself. She saw the hesitation, she saw where he stopped reaching for her and it hurt her heart. She hoped he wouldn't reject the soulbond, but it was within his rights to reject it, to break it. "Come along, Lady Fae," his voice was courteous as usual, but strained and pained.

He didn't want her.

Sig hesitated. She was just getting settled in here and she was getting her life thrown upside down again. Especially when Loki seemed to be wanting to break the soulbond. She was afraid of his rejection, but she followed the boys to the elevator silently anyway, feeling apprehensive.

The headed straight outside to a place where they clearly usually called the Bifrost from. The runes seemed to be permanently etched into the ground.

Loki strode impatiently to the middle of the Bifrost circle. "Brother, if you would," he said, trying to get Sig and Thor to hurry up. He wanted to get to Frigga and get questions answered. Loki wasn't looking at Sig, or acknowledging her in any way. He was afraid and nervous. He'd never expected to have a soulbond and he was afraid.

Thor wrapped his big oafish arm around Sigyn when it was clear that Loki was afraid to touch her, especially after last time they'd touched and the soulbond had burst into being. "Traveling by Bifrost is an experience," Thor explained to her as to the reason his arm was around her. Thor raised Mjolnir high above his head, his arm tightening around her automatically. "Heimdall, bring us home," he called overly dramatically. Showoff. That was usually Loki's thing to show off. It felt wrong that Thor was being a showoff instead.

A moment later the familiar rainbow lights of the Bifrost opened around them. Sigyn remembered having been on this before. She had the uncanny sensation of flying upwards and not by her own power. It was an unsettling feeling, but a familiar one and she was glad that she didn't feel like throwing up as she ran into the Bifrost chamber.

Loki barely spared a glance for Heimdall as he headed straight for his horse. Thor thanked Heimdall who turned to she. "Welcome home, Lady Sigyn," Heimdall told her warmly. She nodded her thanks and just stared out at the kingdom when she saw it from outside the Bifrost chamber.

Home.

She was home.

Thor led she gently forward toward the horses. "Come, Lady. We will return to the palace. That should feel even more like home." He had noted her longing expression of familiarity at the city. He saw how much it meant to her to be home. Even if Loki was being distant and a ass in his fear, Thor had noticed Sigyn's emotions.

Loki was being impatient and glaring at Thor to hurry up from where he was already mounted on his jet black horse. There was only one other horse there. Apparently, whoever had brought the horses had assumed that Sig would be riding with Loki, or just that the two princes were returning. Except that Loki was being distant and wanted nothing to do with Sigyn. He was acting like he wanted to break the soulbond and it was killing her.

Thor mounted his horse and offered Sig a hand, inviting her to ride with him. She took his hand and swung up onto the horse behind him gracefully. Thor was glaring daggers at Loki for how he was behaving.

As soon as she was settled, Loki set off for the palace at a gallop and Thor had to kick his horse into motion to catch up. Loki needed to get to the palace as fast as possible. He needed answers. He couldn't wait for those two if they were going to move so slow.

The trip didn't take long at the gallop and they were soon dismounting and making their way into the palace proper, trying to keep up with Loki, despite Sig staring around in awe at being home.

/Mother, where are you?/ Loki asked telepathically and Frigga could hear the anxiety and fear in his voice. As well as the impatience.

/In my sitting room, darling. What's wrong?/ Frigga asked in her usual calm gentle way. She heard his fear and anxiety. She also felt that he was on Asgard and not on Midgard where she expected him to be. She was concerned about how nervous he was, but she would never let him hear that. She would be his patient gentle mother and knew that was the way that he would come to her.

/Thor, Sigyn, and I are coming to you. I need your help/ Loki told her as he set off at speed to her sitting room.

/Alright, darling. I'll be here. Whatever it is I'm sure it will be alright/ Frigga reassured him. Whatever it was, she would make sure that it was alright, for all of their sakes.