This is the one where Loki meets Sigyn after the avengers. I think.
Sigyn started awake, from a nightmare of falling, down through space. Stars had streamed past, casting no light and singing no songs, and everything she grasped slid right through her translucent fingers. Residual fear held her heart pounding in her throat until she thrust herself out of her narrow bed.
She fled the room, grown too close and small for comfort, to walk the silent halls of Asgard’s shining palace, arms clutched close about her chilled body.
bedtime Sigyn
Loki sighed and walked towards the palace, a grim look on his face. He had been assisting the Asgardian engineers with the redesign of the bi-frost, one of the conditions of his very tenuous release, and it had been a long exhausting day. It was certainly tiring to have to constantly be aware of your words and actions, that everyone is scrutinizing your every move, distrust and sometimes fear hiding poorly behind their eyes.
He was fiddling with his cuff, lost in thought as he turned the corner and ran right into someone. They fell back with a soft thud and Loki, being somewhat of a wall, was only snapped out of his preoccupation with the day.
^ Loki (obviously) <3
Sigyn fumbled a hand to the wall, shoving hair out of her face. “Oh, gods, are you alright?” she blurted, before looking up … and up. Tall, dark, slim … no one she knew. But she knew so few of the denizens of Asgard.
“I’m so sorry,” she continued. “I just … I’m so sorry. I should have been paying attention.” She put a hand on his sleeve.