They hold back from mentioning that they grew up with all the same awful tales, but all said straight to their face. It doesn't matter, the pain is different and yet the same. To not know one is an outsider to Asgard but to feel so regardless...

Still, there is Loki's other question. They smile, back to their usual mischievous self now that the difficult topics are out of the way.

"I can't speak for you, but I am an exception in all things. Less fun answer, though, is yes, it's a defining Loki trait. I'm the God of Stories," and they slam the book in their hands shut as if to emphasize this, "so I've seen the edges of the narrative. Once you start looking for patterns, you'll find them everywhere."