"Mother would have taught you, had you only asked."

Frigga was far different from Odin. She would have seen Loki as another one of her children, regardless of his heritage. Heimdall was family and Loki by extension would be as well. And seeing his mother gain such praise always lightened Thor's heart.

Thor glances over Loki, watching the teasing grin then how it faded at the mention of his small stature.

"Size doesn't equal strength. The Jotun are all giants and we on Asgard are not yet it is we who won the war."

Probably not the best thing to gloat over, given that he was Asgardian and the one he was gloating to was a displaced Jotun but Laufey had failed his people. It was time for the more diplomatic to take their place.

"And to answer your question, I don't think you're hideous. You, at least. I haven't met many other Frost Giants but if you are an example then I will be left speechless of their beauty."

Thor smirks, taking Loki's hand to kiss the back of his gently as he rose.

"I should let you get back to your duties, Loki of Jotunheim."