Something tells me that no one planned on turning up in a world like this. No matter how much you're up to screwing with your own head. [From what he grasped, the "screwing with" had started long before this place. Something about this elder Loki being called in to sabotage the younger one. Jason doesn't really get it, not personally, but he grasps enough to know that it's well and properly screwed up.

And really, isn't that all he needs to get?]

But hey, since you won't bug off ... [Jason motions toward Loki with a flicker of his hand, a sleeping spell hitting him. His practice with magic isn't strong, but he's been focusing long enough to try to strike. His fingers curl into his fist as he mentally focuses more, hoping to really make the magic seep in.]