[ whatever perils that have plagued him—either before or after the cavalry arrived—don't seem to have affected Loki. there's a loose, easy way that he holds himself, as if the horrors in the depths of the maze were nothing but an every day occurrence. to some extent they were, he'd come face to face with fire giants, eldritch beasts, inter-dimensional parasites, and shadows of long dead parents come to life. that was just scratching the surface.

with a confident strut, he follows him, the jacket swaying behind him. ]

I wasn't complaining about hearing some Ziggy. This whole inter-dimensional star man ordeal usually has the newbies tripping up. That's the thing about perceptions, I suppose.

[ there's a hum in his voice to Starman. ]