Loki
He often lurked around the fringes of most parties containing Thor's friends, and this time was no different. Despite that, he remained surprisingly polite when speaking with others, and enjoyed the specially brewed potent drink the Man of Iron provided for visiting Asgardians.
No one noticed when Loki slipped into the library. He approached the table, sensing the magic involved.
"Rudimentary but effective." Loki sighed softly, before announcing himself. "Loki...."
His voice trailed off when he nearly said the 'of...' out of habit. The where part which followed was always going to be a logistical challenge. Instead, he left it unsaid and waited for a gift that he expected to say To Hel With Thee from a former foe.