Loki actually smiled at that. It didn't reach his eyes, but he was amused nonetheless. "That sounds more like you." Just like that he seemed to accept this was an actual depiction of Damian. He relaxed some, just looking over the roof edge. He didn't mind Damian's approach now. "Sounds like it's crawling up the side of the house. I'll have to run again soon." He looked curiously toward Damian. "I sometimes ask for you to come with, but you always tell me no. But you said yes once on the other side, so sometimes I can't help it. That surprised me. Funnest trip ever. Then I came here and slept and I remember I dreamed you were fighting dragons while I just ran from them. Maybe that's why I'm here. I feel like I'm recovered, physically, but not from..." He motioned vaguely. "Everything else. Still running from it. And I remember that time was nice."
Damian was able to get right next to him now. He looked up at him. "I know. It's something I need to just deal with. It's just not in my nature... What are you carrying?"