“You need to make your peace with the goat thing and let it go.” She’d only really brought it up with him once that Loki could recall. But then, in fairness, prior to Valkyrie moving into his room she’d thought he preferred ‘distance’. She’d essayed an exploratory shot at the topic only after a month genuinely together had failed to blow up in their faces.

In that light, a month seemed very quick. Unwilling to risk another Ròta, perhaps - done could be undone at need, but undone was forever when time ran out. “Also, I probably don’t know the one.”