Despite your insolence, Heimdall had half a mind to ignore his spouse entirely. When he didn’t find you at home, he had of course gone in search of you. You’d been on the very wall he was sent to guard, your gaze distant. He grimaced, kicking rocks as he approached, unaffected by your vacant stare.

“Dearest,” he began, his lips quirking up in annoyance. “Might I ask why you’re here and not at home?”