Sigyn giggles.

The feast does not have formally assigned seating, and in fact plenty of people mill around but Loki winds up at a table with her sister and guests and Sigyn because that is who she wants to sit with, and puts Lúthien next to Thor because she suspects Lúthien will appreciate that. She tells Maitimo everyone's name and who they are and why they'd be at this sort of event. She identifies bilgesnipe antlers on a wall for Tyelcormo.

Lúthien does appreciate that. Lúthien thinks that Thor is amazing, and says so, several times, in earnest.

Thor is earnestly delighted by this assertion every single time! She tells Lúthien several of her favourite stories: picking up Mjolnir for the first time, the wyvern Loki killed for her majority... Lúthien can pretty much command Thor's full attention just by continuing to look at her like that.

She is definitely not going to stop looking at her like that. She tells Thor about who the war started long before Loki arrived, the orcs and the giant spiders and Melian doing everything alone - "I wasn't allowed to learn to fight-"

"You weren't allowed?!" she exclaims. "But how else could you be expected to defend yourself and your home? Have you learned since—I could find you the finest tutors—"

"The war only ended a week ago," she says, "and you can't learn in Valinor. I would in fact like some tutors quite a lot."

"Then you will have them!" she says, clapping Lúthien on the shoulder in a friendly fashion.

Lúthien is half-Maia and can take being clapped on the shoulder! She thinks Thor is even more amazing and stares even more adoringly.

Thor basks and tells more hunting stories between swigs of Asgardian mead.

And Loki finds them all guest rooms, because their hosts sleep overnight. Perhaps Maitimo and Findekáno would like to share.

They look a little incredulous. But, yes, actually.

Yeah, sure. Huan can have his bed. Huan is chuffing amusedly at him.

Loki is correctly rumored to be really good in bed.

There is an extremely restricted sense in which this is Tyelcormo's first time with a girl but it turns out not to be the expertise-relevant one.

Yummy.

"So if I had teleportation," he says, "I think I'd make a point of having sex on every habitable planet in the galaxy. Admittedly you've been distracted, but do say you're planning to do it at some point."

"I had not specifically planned it," she snorts. "And the question of 'habitable to whom' arises..."

"Oh, right, you can look up frost giant intimate habits now, borrow anything appealing."

"I suppose. But they're all twice my height and that just seems awkward. Odin still hasn't explained that one, I know I couldn't reasonably have grown up to be twelve feet tall but I'm shorter than Thor."

"Your mother kind of sucks."

"She does. But I've attained reputational escape velocity so I can now pretty much ignore her."

He laughs. "I was wondering if she was the kind of person to stop sucking once she realized that. But it seems like she's actually incapable of it. That's - something? In a weird way?"

"Her sucking has integrity!"