He nodded slowly. That described it, 'a little trip somewhere inside' his head. For a change, Loki continued standing on the railing. He didn't switch positions, barely even moved as he spoke.
"I got carried away by the scents out there for a moment. The lake, the flora, the stones, a unicorn off in the Forbidden Forest. The air itself is different from my home. I might even be able to smell the magic. I'll find out if I still think that when I go to London," he said to the glowing eyes.