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The woods are a pretty sweet setup, really- they're kinda away from the bar, not a whole lot of people go there, except the occasional Dude Sparring in the Clearing or Werewolves (who, at the time, don't usually count as people, at least in the Monster's eyes).

Thus, there is one hideous monstrosity kickin' back out in the wilderness, enjoying a lack of company.

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Well, she is a goddess, so he'll have to believe her on that, won't he? He tilts his head into her palm for a moment, an unconscious gesture.

Surveying the bracelet, he remarks, "A lovely trinket, to be certain. Is it something you crafted?"

"Crafted for me."

She says with the faintest of blushes on her living cheek,

"That I might have flowers even in Niflheim."

"Whoever created it must be a kind person indeed, to think of such a thing. I am glad of it."

"He is."

She says quietly,

"Baldur, he is one of the gods but...not like the others."

"...from the tone of your voice, I gather that his fellows are less than kind to you?" He frowns.

"They banished me, dear, for this."

She holds up her gloved hand, points to the dead side of her face,

"They threw my oldest brother into the ocean, and my other one they chained under the Bifrost bridge, and me they threw down the world tree."

"...then gods are no better than men," he growls bitterly, "punishing those created with monstrous traits, yet never thinking that they have no control over they way they are constructed. Would that I could wreak vengeance upon them for this treatment, Hel."

His hands clench in shaking fists. Hel is nice! People shouldn't be mean to her!

"No, they really aren't."

She touches him again, lightly, and says quietly,

"They will pay. At Ragnarok they will all die. It is written, my father will punish them for what they have done."

Her father. Her brothers. Herself. Odin wrote his own destruction when he went after Loki's children.

He relaxes, somewhat. "I find it somewhat mollifying to hear that. It is indeed good to know that your father will exact punishment for that which was done. A parent must take responsibility for those he has created, to guard and protect them."

Loki isn't much of a parent. A master of revenge? Yeah. He's good at that. Hel, however, would never admit that her father sucked at being a father. She's a daddy's girl, and always, always will be,

"He loves us."

She says quietly,

"And we will have our part in it as well. I can wait, and now I have Baldur as well. So my waiting is not empty."

"It is good that you have a friend to help you until then. I should feel much aggrieved if you should be lonely in your home, even if it might feel preferable to dwelling in a land of enemies."

She smiles down at him again and says,

"This is my home. Niflheim is just where I wait. I have many friends here, I think."

She counts him as one of them; even if they speak but rarely.

It's returned. "I am overjoyed to hear so, Hel, for it sounds very like my own situation. To have friends, in a place where one's existence is tolerated, after living in a land of enemies, must be the greatest joy in life."

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