Loki saw his lover turn around to see him, running to the young man and hug him was the most happiest thing that Loki felt. Hugging the asgardian that he had longed to see in so many years that he tried to hug the grown blonde as tightly as he could, not wanting to let him go in fear of him disappearing before his emerald eyes. Loki felt complete, whole again, hoped he would stay. "I missed you, Thor. I always thought of you, missed you every day." Loki told him, knowing eventually he would have to let go, but he hoped Thor would let it last a little longer.