His brows weaved inward as she spoke. Uhoh, someone liked a Loki and liked him very much. He wasn't sure how to feel about it. She spoke about her Loki with so much care and he couldn't help but wonder how long it would take for her Loki to let her down.

"You must be very special to see a Loki like that," he said, with a touch of sadness creeping in. This Loki still wasn't sure where he fit in. A few thousand years ago, he knew exactly where he belonged. Not that this world wasn't interesting. The technology was incredible! But he was, well, lost.