“I can see his face. I saw his face when he thought I wasn’t looking.” She assumed it had everything to do with Thor’s own wedding sooner than anyone else’s. It was surreal even discussing it as they did. The rings that sat nearby, Loki’s solid form beneath her, a king that had granted his blessing to a union to her, a proper Valkyrie—

“It’s not just because of what we discussed at the beach, right?”