MDaylus
Green eyes held an unsure gaze as Loki watched Frigga. Hearing her still call him her son despite not truly being hers and everything else made him feel a bit of joy. Watching her clean the ground with a bit of magic he recognized finally allowed a soft smile to grace his face. He couldn't not remember all that she had taught him. He was so lost in those fond memories that he did not see Tony usher the warriors from the room and be forced to stay himself.
Looking up to his mother as she began to explain the events of the past. Hearing the confirmation of him being born after Frigga and Odin had been married and after Thor had been born hurt. It was after those words that Thor set beside him settling a large hand on the smaller god's shoulder in a form of comfort. The blond did not know what his mother was going to tell them but it mattered not because nothing would change the fact that Loki was still his brother both in blood and without blood. Looking to Thor, Loki gave a soft look not quite a smile because he was still angry that the blond had hidden so much from him but he allowed the offered comfort.
He knew that he was smaller than all other Jotun's but he hadn't thought that he might have never been able to survive because he had not been born with all the needed traits. Frigga continuing to say that she had been angry when she had found out that he was in the palace caused Loki's shoulders to sink. She however soothed that hurt quickly when she stated that the first time she met him she had fell in love. The hand on his cheek caused the god to lean into the touch much like he did when Tony did the same thing. Hearing more about what it had been like when Frigga had first seen him and how he had been quite content with her her caused him to smile. He was quite glad that she had decided to keep him instead of sending him to live with a courtier. "Mother..." Loki wept softly moving to wrap his arms around her. "Thank you...I do not deserve your love but I am thankful for it." he whispered.