Without realizing it, Sigyn had begun to mouth the letters as he wrote them, the center of her palm tingling at the slightest touch.

"Soon," she repeated, nodding. She did purse her lips nervously at that assurance, wondering how long 'soon' truly meant. It was more of a question regarding their fates, she realized quickly, never doubting Loki's abilities to find a solution.

And, in the end, the question was: would they find a solution?