Your Loki isn't unlike me, I take it. Well, never let it be said I'm easy to surprise.

[ He abruptly becomes she, shapeshifting into her female form to give him an easier time distinguishing her from whichever God of Lies he knows. Appearances are everything.

She offers a hand, voice gentling as keen green eyes remain rooted on him. ]

We've got drinks in the fridge and half a tortilla stack, you can help yourself to both. The couch is comfy. You don't need to be part of this mini war on the monsters, there's already one Tony Stark involved to keep the cavalry coming, you can rest. And when it's all over, we'll pick up where we left off.

You don't really want to be here, do you? With the weapons you threw away, and rightly so.