The voice carried across the wind and stopped Loki in his tracks, his eyes fluttered shut and he let out a hissing breath. By the Norns, the gods must hate him. Not only is he stuck on this stupid planet but he's run into the single most irritating ingrate he's ever had the misfortune to come up against. He's half tempted to ignore the voice and keep going, then he picks up on two female voices. With a sigh he stopped, though his momentum nearly caused him to pitch forward and in an embarrassing turn of events he stumbled slightly before gaining his footing. Turn on the spot, he used his hand to sheild his eyes from the sun and spotted the arrogant bastard a few feet away along with his two female companions.
"I'm rather afraid i'll have to decline your most generous offer" He replies smoothly, he will not be going anywhere with anyone if he can help it. He'd rather not end up in another cage, thank you.