That voice. That wretched voice that raised his hackles and made him seethe inwardly. Oh, how he despised that mortal! But he was not Loki today, no, he was she. He was Lady Sif. And Sif had a slight alignment with this mortal through Thor. So, as she turned, she lightened her features. Sif's smiles were rare, and usually only used in jest, mocking, or for Thor. So there wasn't a smile, just a softness of her usually hardened stare.
"Yes. You are..." The name escaped her, though Loki already knew it better than he wished. "a friend of Jane Foster's. I was not aware so many from your world were here."
TTLY SIF. IDK WHAT YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT!
That voice. That wretched voice that raised his hackles and made him seethe inwardly. Oh, how he despised that mortal! But he was not Loki today, no, he was she. He was Lady Sif. And Sif had a slight alignment with this mortal through Thor. So, as she turned, she lightened her features. Sif's smiles were rare, and usually only used in jest, mocking, or for Thor. So there wasn't a smile, just a softness of her usually hardened stare.
"Yes. You are..." The name escaped her, though Loki already knew it better than he wished. "a friend of Jane Foster's. I was not aware so many from your world were here."