The Elevator

"I believe you could've dropped your weapon before entering, my Love." Loki teases after she tosses the gun out. With a smirk he closes the door. "Yeah, well I didn't, so there's that." Astrid nonchalantly tells her husband while he tells the elevator which floor they need.

"Maybe I should've kept mine." Thor softly muses when the elevator finally ascends. "I'm not conjuring it back for you." The Sorcerer says sounding as smug as he looks. "Well it is just a hanger. Should be too many guards if any." The Prince says with slight mirth. "I'm sure there will be some." Astrid looks at Thor. "What? Grandmaster has guards everywhere. But I'm sure we can handle it just fine without guns. As I recall I handled a few of them to get the guns in the first place." The Sorceress says with pride.