Of course Loki would know what he really wants to ask, and the answer he gets is... not exactly a bad thing. Thor looks down at the little birds, one of them settling in for a brief nap, the other still blinking up at the looming faces overhead. Half-feathered and disgruntled, it looks very little like the dignified, magnificent ravens that had perched on either side of Hlidskjalf. Not yet. But someday, perhaps.

"I don't want them tied to the past," Thor admits, something he has struggled with enough with his own expectations, with Odin's legacy. "They have another chance, maybe. Even if they are still Huginn and Muninn."