When you had asked for him to meet you in the gardens after the 10th round of Ragnarok, Loki thought that it would've gone differently. A flower hidden in his hand as he happily skipped towards you sitting gloomily on the bench, he thought that you must've finally accepted his offer to save you from Odin's wrath at last once the Gods inevitably won Ragnarok. He tilted his head at your serious demeanour, grinning at the sight of you immediately.

"What's the matter? That's unusual..." He teased as he approached you, sitting himself a slight distance away from you as he perched himself on the edge of the fountain.

It was pleasant to see you again. In fact, he was over the moon. It was the first time he would have an actually nice conversation with you in a good while. After he unintendedly got Siegfried, your supposed 'lover' (although his blood ran cold at the idea) locked up permanently by Odin, you were always so cold and blunt.

"You wanted to meet up alone, huh? With someone like me..."