Stranger things have happened. Loki already knows of at least one person who has met one of his variants. The idea that they had met in another life is hardly a crazier thought. In fact, it just might explain a few things. Namely how it feels like he’s known Hob for a lot longer than a month.

”Yes, I suppose that is true.” With Loki’s luck it will suddenly be nothing but sunny and warm for the rest of their time here. Well, if that turns out to be the case, Loki is just going to have to think up some other excuses to see Hob.

Okay, so that response is not what Loki is expecting and his face shows his surprise. He doesn’t even bother to try and hide it. There’s another feeling under all of that though, one akin to happiness as the thought occurs to him that he hasn’t met many people he likes that won’t die thousands of years before him. At least not recently.

”Really! You certainly are more than meets the eye, aren’t you?”