She watches Loki for a moment but says nothing as a soft breeze drags the mist to and fro out beyond the ring of torches. It's gone quiet now. Frigga's departure or perhaps her being here at all has silenced all of the other spirits who may have wanted a word with one Loki Odinson.

"We agree not to speak of this. I, of your mother or what transpired here. And you, of my powers being wrested from me by a ghost."