[ A hunger surges up in him. How long has it been since he's had a conversation like this? It's so peaceful and amicable that Loki isn't sure if he should raise his hackles up. Even now, the whispers in his mind tell him not to put down his guard, not to give more details. ]
No. I'm well aware of alternate realities by now.
[ A ghost of a smile passes through his face. ]
The twenty-first century, I believe it is called. My knowledge of humans is passing.
[ And he tries to catch up now and then. He may not like humanity, but he refuses to remain illiterate about it. His green eyes survey Leonard McCoy coolly. ]
I suppose creatures like myself can get lonely. But I'm not the only one of my kind.
[ A blatant lie, but not one a stranger would perceive. Loki is one of a kind, a strange foreign halfbreed with magic too strong and chemistry too unknown. However, no one would know that. ]
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No. I'm well aware of alternate realities by now.
[ A ghost of a smile passes through his face. ]
The twenty-first century, I believe it is called. My knowledge of humans is passing.
[ And he tries to catch up now and then. He may not like humanity, but he refuses to remain illiterate about it. His green eyes survey Leonard McCoy coolly. ]
I suppose creatures like myself can get lonely. But I'm not the only one of my kind.
[ A blatant lie, but not one a stranger would perceive. Loki is one of a kind, a strange foreign halfbreed with magic too strong and chemistry too unknown. However, no one would know that. ]