Loki walked over to the camp site but not before looking for his mother to see where she was. He did look to see that the sun was setting, not realizing that the day had gone though very quickly. One of the eight dwarves lit a fire as they then brought out food that they had as well as drink. Gus handed some to Loki and then Maleficent. The area was peacefully quiet as they ate and drank. 

Coll then looked to Duir as they sat together before leaning over. "Here, would you really have killed her?" He asked curiously. Duir then nodded. "Yeah, of course." Coll looks at Loki suspiciously as Loki gets up and walks towards Muir. "That seat's not taken, if that's what you were about to ask." He said, not looking in any particular direction. But Loki sits next to him anyway.
 
"I want to thank you." Loki said, looking at him and sounding thankful. "It's only a log. There's no need to thank me." Muir said with a chuckle. Loki though shook his head. "No, for before. For defending me." Muir held his hand up. "You're mother was a good woman. The kingdom prospered, our people prospered. Of course King Balder and Queen Silena also helped amazingly." Loki looked at him with confusion. "There were more of you?" Muir nodded. "Aye." 

Gort spoke up. "Yeah. The men you see before you, were many many more, went deep into the caves. We were noble gold miners, because we could see the light in the darkness. Gus. Gus! You were just a boy, but you remember?" Gus nodded before Gort continued. "When we returned to the surface, there was nothing. The land was black and everything, everyone was gone. It was dead." He said sadly. "That was the month King Balder died. As did the Moors." Loki looked saddened with their stories. How everything went wrong for them. Became a struggle. "I'm very sorry." Loki said, knowing it may not help. Muir nodded though. "As am I, Loki. As am I." Muir then looked in the general direction the dwarves were. "Son, play a happy song." And so Quert did. Singing one of their happy songs to lighten the mood.