Gods and mortals being friends is uncommon on Mordred's world, but it's not entirely unheard of. The druid isn't sure he'd try to be friends with any gods (and yet here he is talking to one anyway, apparently), but knowing he doesn't have to approach with fear is nice. "I'll always offer respect, I promise. I might still-- be nervous around him, but I'll try to temper that, too." It's a usual state for him, but he can promise to try to roll it back a bit.

"I wouldn't say I know where I am-- in all Her work, but... I do listen when She speaks. I leave the knowing and divining of more intricate matters to the priestess who heads up my office." The woman is far more equipped and practiced in such things than Mordred. If anyone can look at the world and see signs, it'll be his boss lady.

"No judgement," he promises with a nervous smile. "Legends aren't always true, and even if they are... People change with time and circumstances. I'm-- sure you know about that, too." It doesn't matter how old or young Loki is; No person is the same as they were the day before, and anyone who's lived even a few years of life can see how much they've changed with a little introspection.