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Jack's POV

Jokul wasn't going to say that he wasn't happy to see his father, and not just because his dad had managed to find his staff somehow. Jokul was clutching his staff in one hand while he sat on the far side of the cell glaring at his father.

"Jokul." Loki said and Jokul turned his head to one side, refusing to give his father any sign of recognition. "Jokul, just listen to me."

Nope, Jokul was perfectly fine with being angry with his thanks, not that he was going to tell his dad that. Instead Jokul allowed his eyes to wander to Natasha who was standing and glaring at them.

"Yes Loki. Please explain." She said. Jokul got the feeling she didn't like his dad much. He could grow to like this girl.

His father ignored her and kept talking to Jokul, even though he showed no signs of listening. Then again, his dad had always been very good at telling when he was faking.

"Jokul." Jokul could see his father looking at him through the corner of his eye but he pretended that he couldn't hear anything. "Jokul Lokison Frosti stop ignoring me now!"

Jokul snapped his head round and glared at his father. "What? So you can tell me you didn't mean to attack Midgard. Did you think it was a harmless joke?"

Jokul refused to acknowledge the hurt look in his father's eyes and turned away again. After a few minutes Jokul was vaguely aware of Natasha leaving. It appeared that she had given up on getting her answers. He ignored his father as the man walked over to him, as he crouched down next to him.

"Jokul." His father muttered, speaking in frost giant. "Jokul this is important."

Jokul did not react. But he did not push his father away either.

"Look, Jokul, I had good reasons for attacking New York. Believe me, I wanted to tell you but I didn't want to risk it." His father sighed. "I accept that it probably wasn't the best of ideas but you're the only family I have left."

Jokul was surprised at that. He knew his father had never liked Thor very much, but to deny that he was his family?

Then his father continued. His voice low, continuously glancing over his shoulder to check for eavesdroppers.

When he was done Jokul turned his wide blue eyes on his father.

"Am I forgiven?" His father asked.

Jokul didn't say anything. Instead he gave a small nod and hugged his father.