"I... I don't know... I want it back because of the way I got it. It wasn't easy having four dwarfs on ya, you know. Oh wait, you WOULDN'T know. And then to have it taken by this idiot..." Freya pointed to Loki.
Athena sighed. "Freya, we have to all put our bleeding hands together first." She cut Alcyone's. She laid out her hand, palm up. "When the blood is mixed, the deal is sealed, then we can search for your necklace."
"If Loki wasn't so forgetful, he might have remember who he lost it to." Freya mumbled. She hoped she wasn't be too rude to Loki after everything that had happened shortly ago.
Athena rolled her eyes. "It's not as if I myself remember every little thing I did, yet. We aren't yet in our full power, so some of our memories are locked awa as of yet." She looked to the sky. "Oh, we'd better hurry! Our little charade is almost up!"
Loki glared at Freya. "I won't remember where I left it if you keep going on at me like that. Just give me the sword; it was my idea, remember? And you'd better keep this blood oath better than Odin kept his one with me."