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AFTER HER FIRST BUNCH OF MEMORIES RESURFACED, EVA HAD BEEN RESTRICTED FROM FURTHER ATTEMPTING TO REACH MORE.
Frigga said that it could take a physical toll, Eva silently called BS, but it wasn't like she had any option; she had to siphon from a person, and Loki had some unmoving loyalty to Frigga that she didn't plan on testing.
Since the initial memory resurfaced, Eva had been particularly amicable to him; maybe it was young Eva Lokidittor shining through, but Eva felt attached to him and didn't mind spending her time with him in the library or in the garden.
It had only been two days, but Eva was understanding Asgard, through books and Loki, a little better. She was enjoying it, even.
That was until Frigga made an announcement to Eva that she did not enjoy very much.
Eva, like a hound dog, had tracked Loki down in between the meadows and flower gardens and began to call his name as she raced down the path.
If Eva thought the inside of the castle was beautiful, the nature of Asgard was even more breath training; the plants and flowers and trees were so vibrant and fragrant, and Eva always took extra time to observe them when she wandered in the garden with Loki.
As much as she wanted to enjoy the view, Eva's mind was occupied by one thing; she turned back to Loki.
"Make her cancel it."
"The fact that you think I have any control over this humors me," Loki commented from further down the path, meeting Eva's side stare with a deadpan expression. "Frigga has made her mind, Eva."
"You never defend me," Eva stated, shaking her head at Loki while her arms crossed over her chest, falling into step with Loki. "I bet it was the same then."
Loki cocked his head with a grimace. "You're much more withheld than you were as a child," Loki admitted. "Probably would have fought Frigga yourself."
"I will fight her on this," Eva corrected him, feeling the need to prove she hadn't changed that much. "I plan to put you at the front lines."
"I am retired from battles at the moment," Loki replied, and Eva let out an aggravated sigh, her hands pressing against the side of her dress. Loki noticed her reservation, and after a roll of her eyes, said, "you used to enjoy festivals."
"You're lying," Eva shot back, her face hardening. She had never been one for parties - not as far back as she could remember.
"You doubt me?" Loki questioned, and Eva's jaw set and she nodded in confirmation. "Fine then," he said, and Eva truly thought for a moment he was upset with her - tables! turning! - but instead of yelling, Loki paused in his step and turned to her. "See for yourself."
Eva, unsure of what he was planning, stepped forward cautiously, situated directly across him.
Loki extended his hand, and Eva eyed it carefully, before looking back up to him, and then with pursed lips, placed her hand in his.
