Thor could not figure out what Midgardian was best suitable for going out. He still had trouble figuring out what exactly going out meant. Did it mean going out as in outside, to go out to a fight? There were several meanings. Thor left his room with anger and confusement to head over to his brothers.

The door opened with force and Loki didn't even flinch. He knew that his brother was going to come to him eventually. Loki has adapted to this Midgardian realm with such ease while Thor even though been in the realm has more than him. He still did not get the hang of it.

"What has you angered now, brother?" Loki's back faced him. He was looking into his closet of refined suits, elaborate scarves, and crisp coats.

"These Midgardian rules of certain attire angers me!" Thor breathed. "Tony is outright with his words but not this attire."

"And you are in need of some help, I take it?" Loki was envisioning what he was wanting to wear.

"Yes, I would be most grateful, brother," Thor looked at the array of clothes. "You always had an eye for the finer attributes."

"Are all the rest of the Avengers ready?" Loki pulled out several items.

"No," Thor relaxed. "Sigyn is not ready either."

Loki dressed into his suit. "Is she not a part of your band of warriors?"

"She has not accepted the name of an Avenger," Thor's voice softened. "Fury has asked her several times. Sigyn declines each time. She requests to be an ally."

This made Loki curious. "Has she explained her reasoning?"

Thor knew he could make his brother come undone. Loki was not the only one who can get someone to do their bidding. He knew that Loki and Sigyn were sharing emotions.

Thor went on, "Sigyn believes her answer is not for anyone to hear. There are still things she must do before she can attest to keeping Midgard safe, other realms that need her."

Loki thought, She keeps herself so hidden and yet so honest. She is loyal to too many out there but she never stops being loyal to herself.
My fiery goddess, my guard, I am bonded to you in more ways than one.

Thor watched his brother think in silence. "She is beautiful, Loki," Thor's voice was soft. "Sigyn has blossomed into an excellent warrior maiden."

"We all knew that we would be great some day," Loki was calm yet stern. "Some more so than others."

"One's greatness is caused by one's own path," Thor could play his game of wits. "Her path has been great thus far. Her hand, if ever won, shall be great as well."

Loki smirked as he was putting on his accessories. "If her hand was actually for the taking. You know that a Valkyrior will never give up her virtue. Especially that of Sigyn. She is too great for Allfather not to plan anything for her."

"You efforts are not enough, my brother," Thor crossed his arms and smiled back to him. Loki kept his smirk as he put on his finishing touches. "Sigyn is as sly as you, if not more. Though she is as fierce as a Valkyrior. As well as cold and cunning as a Frost Giant. She is the Twin Flame."

"This is nothing new, Thor," Loki became annoyed.

Thor laughed at him. "I have seen what is between you and Sigyn. It is nothing new, but the same as ever. She will not compromise and neither shall you. " Thor stared into his brother's eyes until they calmed down.

"Shall we make you more presentable?" Loki scoffed. The two headed to Thor's room. Loki could see the mess of his room of trying to find what to wear. "You always left a mess, even now." Loki surveyed his room and quickly found the attire that would be adequate for tonight. Thor laughed again.

"You always knew that fitted me best," Thor dressed in his garb in a quick fashion. On a somber note, Thor became very serious. "Do you believe Malekith will return?"

Loki breathed in. "It crosses my thoughts as much as she. Malekith will not come back to this realm unless he knows it is safe too."

"And when he does, we will be ready," Thor finished getting ready.

"And now so are we," Loki smirked. "Let us see if these Midgard's are in the same state."