Lochila willingly returned the hug that the girl immediately gave her and, truth be told, she had missed those loving hugs that the golden-haired teenager have always given her, growing up. It was one of those maneuvers that made the goddess grow fond of her in the first place. Watching Torunn walk by, the black-haired woman closed the door, once the girl made her full entrance to the couch. She continued to give that fond, motherly smile to her, even as Torunn remarked about one of those "child-moving-out-of-the-house" phenomenas. But it disappeared into more of a motherly concern, as the teenager confessed about her homesickness. 

The heels worn on the goddess' feet lightly clicked on the smooth pavement of the penthouse, as she made her way towards that empty spot, where Torunn had previously put her hand. Lochila lightly chuckled at her afterthought, confirming while understanding her, like how she always did. Looking down at the blonde, the woman put an arm around her shoulder and, using her hand, she placed it on the side of her head, and gently pulled her in, allowing her to lean into her chest, and rest there. 

Once Lochila did so, her green eyes went to the huge plasma television in front of them. The news have going on about severe weather all week, but the goddess internally figured that Thor was in one of his foul moods. However, to find these weather phenomenas happening randomly, it became mildly different than how it usually is on Earth. It was happening all around the country, as well as the world. Nothing was happening in New York, so Lochila didn't worry, though was concerned for the city she and Torunn were currently in.