Sif nods, granting Thor that reprieve without protest. Disinclined to let it go entirely, naturally worried when her friend begins tossing around words like that after his (and their) recent experiences, but willing to let it slide in favor of happier things on this occasion. She reaches across and pats his shoulder in friendly solidarity. "As you wish.
"To tenuous peaces?" Sif suggests at talk of toasts and manages to not even quite mean it as a joke, for all that she is war. But it is easier to be that little bit more serious about other things: "To the future? That things may yet be better than they have been? New adventures?"
She gives her head a toss, ruffling a hand through dark hair. "All of the above," she decides, lifting her cup to him, "And more beside. Plenty to drink to, for we've plenty of drinking to do."
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Date: 2013-06-07 04:39 am (UTC)"To tenuous peaces?" Sif suggests at talk of toasts and manages to not even quite mean it as a joke, for all that she is war. But it is easier to be that little bit more serious about other things: "To the future? That things may yet be better than they have been? New adventures?"
She gives her head a toss, ruffling a hand through dark hair. "All of the above," she decides, lifting her cup to him, "And more beside. Plenty to drink to, for we've plenty of drinking to do."