In years past, Loki might or might not have cared about fairness, or kindness. There have been times he was unnecessarily vicious, even toward mortals who purported to worship him. Even now, his cursed clever mind is weaving ideas for what he could demand. Some are nothing short of cruel; that's merely how he thinks, all possibilities examined with none dismissed out of hand. But the friendship of a völva is valuable. Even Odin at his proudest and most powerful would not deny that. And one does not gain friends by terrorizing their husbands. Usually.

Besides, the awe and trembling and barely-controlled excitement is downright endearing.

"Of course," he says easily, with respect to 'roughly equal value'. Really, one could make a case for equal value being nearly anything from 'attend my birthday party' to 'dedicate unto me your firstborn'. It's only a visit, but not many people get a command performance from a god.

He's pleased by the aborted laugh, but says nothing. Seems like Viatorus expects a level of formality from a god, and that's all right. At least for now. Probably, Loki should inform him of Thor's presence in the Nexus, but he's absolutely not going to. Then this invitation might turn into 'can you bring your brother' and no. Just no. He's not sharing, today.

He takes the card and looks it over, nodding mildly. "I have a PINpoint as well, but I can be contacted via informal prayer. Tell me, did you marry for love? And what is your wife's name?"