Loki Laufeyson
Unlike the rest of the Order who could go through with relative easiness, Loki was starting to get mildly annoyed by the amount of creaking that was going on under his feet. Out of all of the people there, he was easily the heaviest - with his Ice Giant heritage, that much was obvious - and the boards protested constantly as his 525 lb body kept taking steps near his 'Guardian'. The fact that he had to stick by her was still infuriating to him, even after all of this time learning about Astrid and her little secrets that he had collected. To Loki, she was simply an interesting mortal with a wonderfully cheesy and unknown backstory, but that was where any form of connection ended. Internally, his vindictive personality was already plotting ways to dispatch of her if he ever got his status and power back.
But at the same time, she was too interesting to get rid of - though the fact that she constantly went out of her way to push his buttons was annoying. But as with all things that Loki had faced, he would persevere past this moment and ascend to the throne as he was meant to. After all, while they may survive a long time, Loki had the upper hand when it came to lifespan; how do you kill a man that has removed his name from the book of Death?
Back to the present, Loki watched with little amusement as 'possibilities' were illuminated by Astrid, the weird child Orfelina laying on the ground with a nail protruding in her back. Truly, he had gotten himself into a freakshow, which made the irony even more thick when he realized that earlier on he had been in control of an alien army. He wanted to give a sigh of annoyance, but he restrained himself: Astrid was too close to him, and would probably beat him for simply sighing. What a weird life he was leading, fearing that a mortal would hurt him. The lack of pride almost made him throw up.
Then again, in the back of his mind, Loki was somewhat glad that it wasn't another of the Order in charge of him. Asbjorn would have been a wonderful candidate, but if Loki failed to twist him to his will he was pretty sure that Asbjorn would just outright kill him, and then Loki would have to go through the trouble of rebirth: and he liked this body. Being under Thor and Johanna would be horrendous, as they both would constantly keep reminding him off his 'duty' and other frivolous matters. Everybody else was incompetent to handle him. So better Astrid than them.
He caught her gaze as she looked away from him, his own eyes furrowing slightly in interest. Just what was Astrid looking at him for? At the moment, he was a shell of himself, a nobody. His pride was in shatters, his powers stolen. All he had was his mind, and he was determined to use it. But the fact that AStrid bothered to even look at Loki was interesting to him, but he said nothing, nor made any indication that he would.
Asbjorn Fury
While Asbjorn waited for Amanda to respond, he watched as everybody scurried about: that included Lina on the ground, and Benny reaching to help her up. Thing was, he couldn't stop a giggle from escaping his lips at the entire scenario. There was Orfelina, the crazy, fanatical girl that he grew up with, laying on a nail. Then there was Benny trying to help her up, stumbling harder than a scratched CD. He couldn't help a giggle, which he knew would get stares from both of them. He didn't care though, Azzy wasn't trying to insult or be rude to them, it was all just a circumstantial laugh. Besides, seeing how smitten with Lina Benji was, and his stutter made it all the more funny.
Though the light show put on by Astrid before the moment of giggles was quite impressive. Seeing all of her dreams and possibilities in the form of light and sound was truly wonderful, and he looked over at her and beamed when she finished. Azzy was glad that she was starting to express more emotional values more often, which only meant that she was recovering; even if it was slowly. Each progression was a plus, regardless of how little.