Loki sighed. "There are things only I can do, because I know when it is not time to fight. And I'm quite adept at hiding." He closed his eyes for a moment, feeling tired. "It will be over soon enough. I will rest then." He turned his face into Sif's hands, wishing that it really were so simple.

But perhaps it would be, once the war with Jotunheim was seen to.