Sigyn doesn't know what to make of any of it. She watches Loki as she talks, growing steadily more and more disturbed by the story and doing her best not to show it on her face. She'd think it was some awful afterlife except -- except there is no train here, no track, but she knows where one was. Knows who could use Loki's expertise to take them the fastest way through the stars.

She feels sick and she doesn't want to ask, but she's not sure she can think of anything else to do or say until she knows. "Do you know who -- who she was?"

She has a guess. God, she has a guess, and if it's right, Sigyn will find a way out of here and murder the fucking All-Mother with her own bare hands whether it will destroy their plans or not.