Hearing Frigga's question, Heisenberg's upright posture paused slightly.
A moment later, he sighed and relaxed a little. Not only did his back naturally lean against the throne, but his head also tilted slightly to the left, resting in Frigga's arm.
His hair brushed across Frigga's gauze-draped arm as he softly asked,
"What in this world could possibly escape your notice, Frigga?"
"Where Your Majesty intends to go!"
Frigga spoke gently. As she did, she naturally drew Heisenberg's head against her chest.
The back of Heisenberg's head rested against something warm and soft, but neither of them had the slightest improper thought.
Frigga continued.
"I considered many places, such as Grandmaster's Sakaar, the Celestials' territory, or other realms you had never visited but particularly longed for."
As she spoke, she suddenly stopped massaging him and rested her chin atop Heisenberg's thick hair, her face filled with concern.
She continued worriedly.
"But I cannot imagine why you seem so distracted now.
Nor do I understand why, despite possessing your current power, you are still worried about the journey you are about to undertake!"
"Worried?"
Heisenberg interrupted Frigga and defended himself.
"You misunderstand. How could I possibly be worried? I would never fear a journey I was about to take."
"Then why are you, who feel no worry, preparing never to return?"
Frigga asked in return, gently hugging Heisenberg's head tighter.
"You just told me many things, all of them concerning what you intended to do in the coming years.
Were you merely telling me what you planned to do?
Of course not. You were actually telling me what I should do if you were not there!
When you subjectively felt that I needed to understand your thoughts and be ready to carry out all those things for you, had you not already