"Elven?" Loki asked, and he as genuinely delighted by that, by the fact that it was as much as anything else a remark about his looks. He pushed his hair behind his ears again, and when his hands moved away from his head, his ears were longer, pointier. "Like so?" Loki himself only ever seemed to encounter Dark Elves and Malekith wasn't particularly easy on the eyes, he thought.
Whilst Loki was good with his balance - better than most, it might be hard to fully copy his movements -- not unless Ciri also had a pair of Seven League boots, of course. He'd be just as nimble walking vertically up a wall with these as he was tightrope walking. "What is that deity known for"? he asked, casual as anything.