[ It seemed too convenient, to a degree that she couldn't shake. Although she didn't budge, the look in Natasha's eyes seemed to regard him as one might regard prey they're circling, assessing it for the likelihood that it would fight back. Loki wasn't exactly the kind of threat they could afford to mishandle. Especially not with ALASTAIR tech in the equation. The mere thought of what Loki—the one from her universe, if this was indeed a different one—could do with something like that was. Well. Horrifying. ]

Your brother saw to it that you were in a cell in Asgard, the kind you throw away the key on. [ It occurred to her then that she was still doing it. Every cagey phrase came spring-loaded with an implicit accusation. You. She couldn't decide if she believed him or not, if it would be appropriate to drop it. Playing dumb was too easy, too obvious. Would Loki bother with something so contrived? ]

Seemed to me like it wasn't the first time that other you had made problems for him, and when a god asks for extradition … [ She tilted her head to the side, eyebrows arching. You ship the prisoner out, first class express. ] The Avengers formed as a result of the incident in New York.

As for you ... Stealing artifacts off a SHIELD helicarrier doesn't incline me to believe that any differences between you and the Loki from my world are significant enough to warrant distinction.