Sonja had been convinced this was a good idea. A field trip for the children of her daycare, to see their favorite heroes: The Avengers. The children had been so excited, and the PR manager she'd spoken to had thought it was a wonderful idea. Still, when Sonja led the children to the large, official-looking building, she couldn't help the small tingle of nervousness.
Inside wasn't too much better, though the kids seemed to love it already. Several had worn whatever Avengers gear they had: several Iron Man helmets, many t-shirts, a few shields, and even one child with large green plastic hands. Many of the workers they passed had given little laughed and taken photos of the little ones, and all too soon they were brought into a conference room with all glass walls. The children chattered happily, though one or two stuck quite close to Sonja's side. She spoke with them, making sure they weren't too nervous. Movement from the corner of her eye brought her gaze up, to meet an all too familiar green stare. She would know those eyes anywhere, had spent far too long looking into them. It was Loki.
He turned a corner, though his gaze never left hers and she could see the spark of recognition in his eyes from here. As he disappeared from her view, she found herself torn. She had promised the kids the Avengers, but she didn't know how long she could stay here. It likely wasn't safe for her, if what they said about Loki was true. Soon, the team arrived, and the room was full of the cheers from the kids. A few cameras from local news channels were looking in through the glass, and rather than the usual Q&A, the heroes sat on the floor with the kids and chatted. Each came in full uniform, though the more dangerous parts were gone; Hawkeye had no arrows, and the Captain didn't have any guns. The shield was here, and so was the full Iron Man armor. The young boy with the green hands was looking up at a man in a dress shirt and slacks in awe, and she realized that must be the Hulk.
They spent two hours with the team before she had to have the children home. She ushered them towards the door, each giving a small groan that they had to leave. As the last one out, she stopped to shake hands and thank the team. They seemed more than happy to help, and even offered services for future events. A few workers escorted the group of youngsters out, and they all stood on the sidewalk chattering happily while they waited for their ride to be brought around. The children were just being loaded into the van when Sonja felt a tap on her shoulder. She turned with a smile, expecting some member of staff had found a forgotten toy, only to come face to face with Loki himself. She felt herself pale and her smile faded as he studied her. The children were watching in awe.
"I'm sorry, sir, can I help you?" She managed to keep her tone friendly, though she took a small step back. A flash of hurt crossed his features before they became analytical once again.
"L-Lady Sigyn. It's me, it's Loki. Surely you recognize me." He kept his voice low as he reached up to brush a hand over her cheek. She turned her head quickly, ignoring the way he now looked at her as if she had slapped him. She moved to the driver's side of the van, though he followed along after her.
"I'm sorry, you've got me confused with someone else. My name isn't Sigyn." Her stomach rolled as she opened the door, climbing in quickly. A few kids looked on curiously. He stepped back as she put it in drive and pulled away, not once looking back to the man she could practically feel watching her. She had thought this was a good idea. Now, she wasn't so sure; he'd found her.