Loki listened without interruption, though occasionally his expression grew cross and he wished he could silence the prattling mortal.
"Ever the same tricks, eh, Father?" he said, mostly to himself. "It worked once, so why not try it again?"
His anger was contained, but smoldering. His granddaughter was arrogant, and rightfully so. He knew she had little regard for mortals and for Midgard, and did not blame her in the slightest. Of course, Odin always did see differently.
"I like this not. Rest assured, Odin will hear of mine displeasure."
He frowned, then nodded to himself. "Whilst thou and thine sibling and allies are here, and didst come at mine request when thou werest not required, I offer thee mine hospitality, if thou wouldst have it."
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