[ it's always best to get the conversation away from the places that he'd rather not go. while to an extent he celebrated coming into himself as both a liar and a thief, using them as armor against those that would prod and poke him with betrayals of a former life, his worst crimes were hidden beneath the veil of denial and omission.

Loki offers an open fingered shrug. ]

He'll notice I'm missing eventually. [ it's not like he isn't used to running amok on his own, and the words don't carry knives. then, with a hint of wistfulness, he adds: ] He's not really one to wait if he wishes my company. That hammer does more than—ah!

[ his gaze drops to the heavy, uru-based weapon at Thor's belt. he doesn't ask when he reaches out to touch it—to knock on it—and then to tug at it like he has a chance at lifting it. ]

What have you done with this thing? You've at least tried to do some multiversal traveling, haven't you?