Loki smiled There's a slightly acrid scent of ozone in the air. It's there and gone quickly like a soap bubble popping. Certainly though it's not a smell once usually associates with a firework though. He knew this and felt Han probably does too.

He said nothing on the matter. He was, after all, always a fan of a brazen lie told with a strait face. Yes, he rather liked the cut of this fellow's jib.

"It's not broken, surprising," he laughed. It HAD been through quite a bit recently he was surprised it was still working, "However it's like a mirror. What I see and what you see are two entirely different things."