"Father had no wars to worry of, only the fleeting hope of an alliance between the Asgard and the Frost Giants." Loki said, reaching up in an attempt to pull himself from the headlock. While the affection was appreciated, Loki had never been one for an extreme amount of affection. Recognition was all he needed. And he suddenly found himself thanking the realm for not bringing Thor's friends with him. Loki was not sure he could handle that level of mockery after all that had happened. Not without brash and dire consequences.
"You suggest that we be brothers." Loki glanced up at him. "And not the sons of Asgard... then, might I suggest, dear brother, that you look the part that you are suggesting. Walking about in this realm in your royal garb is not the most humble way of doing things."