Loki hasn't been at the shared cabin all that much as of late. They each have had their fair share of emotions and memories to process, and if Thor knows his brother (which he does), he knows that he needs his space. The more he tries to push, the more he attempts to draw his brother out from the darkness, the more he'll recede. It's how it's always been, and being here in the village has only made that worse.

So while Thor worries about his brother's whereabouts, he knows not to pry or prod. He lets him leave in silence, lets him think that he's skulked away without being seen in the middle of the night while Thor lays awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to shake the residual memories they'd been shown.

He's sitting in the living room, contemplating nothing of particular importance but feeling rather sad, when he hears a knock at the door. A quiet sigh escaping him, he gets up and answers it, half-expecting to see Jane or Banner or Tony, come to ask Thor to wrangle up his troublesome brother. At the sight of Bull, however, he blinks, surprised.

"Bull!" he exclaims with a faint smile. It's not as boisterous as it normally is, but Thor is happy to see his friend. "I didn't expect you! Please, come in." He moves to the side to allow Bull entry to the cabin, gesturing for him to do so with his hand.