Her smile remains, but there's a slight blank look as she processes the information just fed to her. Thor had greeted her. She set herself up. You can't just meet one god and not find another. Her gaze focuses back to Loki and she nods again.

"Well, hail to Loki, prince of Asgard, adopted or otherwise. As I said to your brother: the warmest greetings from Olympus to Asgard." She pulls at her skirt and it tumbles down towards her feet. "It's always heartwarming to see a devoted parent among the divine. By all account, your children are much loved and doted upon."