They say the House always wins, don't they? But the House doesn't always win big. It's worth considering.

"I cannot be certain of his sincerity, I suppose," Loki reflects. "Perhaps he told me a truth he knew I would listen to, in order to distract me from some other part of his designs for the season. I won't know until it's over, if then."

"You know, in the end I think all things are mortal. Entropy will claim the multiverse itself, eventually. Even Time will cease to be. It's all about longevity and endurance, and what capacity for that each being possesses. In that sense, you are mortal indeed, but less so than most humans. Does that make you a different being? I don't know. That's your decision to make."

"But yes. I clearly do not qualify, either. My people have always been on the outskirts, the fringes of their society. Outcasts, or people with dark secrets, caught between one type of existence and another. I can promise you I will be here for you as long as you are one of those people, and love you, dearly, passionately, for the razor's edge you walk upon."