"Well. I will check out your sister's magic hammer and you can communicate to her that I will make an exception regarding blondes."

"Why did you literally swear off blondes," Loki says, shaking her head.

"The only naturally-blond Elves are Vanyar and you have not met any Vanyar or you'd understand. They are really hot and really terrible life decisions."

"I've met Galadriel?"

"The King's second wife was a Vanya, that's where Artanis and her brothers get the hair and the, ah, Vanya-ness."

"Well?"

"He swore off blondes but since I gave his species free will he is now capable of making an exception for you and inclined thereto."

"...He swore off blondes...? With one of those oaths??"

"He says it was a bad breakup."

Hug! "You're welcome."

(eeee she gets to have Tyelcormo eeeee)

"Enjoy."

"I will."

And when they are all next assembled for a meal - a less feasty one, but there is still plenty of roasted beasts and whatnot - Loki says, "I mentioned the 'picking up Mjolnir, or rather, usually not doing that' party activity to Tyelcormo, earlier..."

Everyone would like to try it.

Loki still can't pick it up. Doesn't budge. She shrugs.

Thor is pretty astonished and delighted too! She hugs Lúthien excitedly as soon as Lúthien puts down the hammer.

It is really hard to avoid Lúthien's hair while hugging her but she doesn't seem at all bothered! Thor's hammer is amazing! She's sort of worthy of Thor's hammer!!

Thor beams at him.