Oh, there is always someone willing to deal with an enemy. The question is, when the enemy holds all the cards, why would he deal with them? Loki hums thoughtfully and cradles her in his coils. "I suppose time will tell," he says. "When the ice melts, that which was hidden beneath will be seen."

"Did Reynard ask me a favor? No, not at all. He spoke of being Other, in a world that seems made for a certain type of person. I think he meant mortals, mostly. Humans, specifically. But what he said rang true for me."

"I was never wholly Aesir. I am of Asgard, at least in part. But that is not, and cannot be, the whole and sum of me. I think that you tread the line between light and dark, in much the same way I do."