When the pond began to bubble, Loki quickly got to his feet as he then watched everything that happened in that one pond with awe, wonder, and disbelief. Watching the raven's morph into her garb, and soon done, the fae watched as his mother touched the water's surface and then sing to fairies that were nearby as if unaware that he was ever there. This broke his heart. He didn't know what to do. He thought that she would notice him. See him and welcome him with open arms, a reunion of them being apart for so long. Watching her, he took his first steps toward her cautiously. "Mother? It's me. Loki." When he walks close enough toward her, he tried to lay and hand on her shoulder. Hoping she would see him, hear him. Recognize him.

The Dwarves watched the scene and in awe as the raven haired man went to the pond and touched it, seeing all that they saw were all speechless. Not wanting to say a word.