[Loki hears the voice, and glances around the room. How decidedly mortal and mundane, like everything else on Midgard – but he would admit that the swords were a nice touch, if he were in the mood.

But he's not. The Trickster rises and straightens to his full height, and looks at Leif with some indignation, like it's somehow his fault that he ended up here. When he finally speaks, it's with dry condescension.]

Someone who does not mean to be here. And is it not polite to introduce yourself first, before asking for someone else's name?