[ She truly is their daughter, because while they're both thinking of her, she's thinking of them. If she'd been brought to Asgard shortly after her mother had first spoken the truth about Jamie, things would have been so different right now. She was angry, then, and hurt beyond measure. The mother she hadn't really been able to reach for so many years was harboring a secret that shattered her in an instant. Even so, with wisdom borne of age and separation from the most important person in her life now, Brianna feels so much regret for how she'd behaved. She was entitled to the anger and the hurt, she thinks, but nothing her mother had done could have ever warranted such cruel words at the time.

She had enough time in those years apart to reflect, to wish only the best for her parents, and to begin missing them; her mother, simply because of who she is and always was to her, but she missed Jamie, too. The man she'd never met. Or, the idea of him, rather. Those feelings, coupled with news of the fire, had been enough to compel her.

Leaning in now, Brianna nods with a soft smile, first covering her mother's hand. ]

I'm happy. You're so happy, mama. You deserve this.

[ Glancing at Jamie now, she covers his hand as well, hoping to reassure him. ]

Please keep the kissing around me to a minimum, for obvious reasons, but you haven't upset me, I promise.

[ The "obvious reasons" being that they're still her parents, and some tame kissing and soft touches in front of her are fine enough, but that's the most she wants to see in public, thank you very much. ]