Loki had eventually let his mother be before, just strolling around before his emerald orbs landed on Eric who was twirling a hunting knife of which he noticed all to well. He saw his attention was on the souls that sailed in the direction that they were sailing from. With a small sigh, his eyes softened before making his way toward him. Almost as silent as he walked to not disturb him, Loki stood beside him and leaned on the railing, his forearms rested on the railing of the ship. He wasn't really looking at anything in particular. Standing there in silence for a minute or so, the Jotun finally spoke up. "Seems the much sorrow has happened since we left..." Not knowing what else to say. Though felt he should say something else, apologize for his actions before they ended up in Helheim? He didnt know.