"A pleasure to meet you," Loki nodded in response, a slight smile tugging at his lips as the boy sat down next to him.
The god of mischief took that hand and shook it strongly, pausing when he made a comment about his helmet. He looked down at it, with its murky sheen from his trip through the trees, one of the horns was slightly crooked. Tony Stark had a lot to answer for.
"You'd be the only one" Loki grumbled, looking at the helmet as if it had betrayed him in some way.
The helmet had always caused him to be the butt of peoples jokes, though he himself rather liked it, though he hadn't appreciated Stark's mockery of it on the way here in the car had grated on his nerves. However, returning his attention to Alexander, looking the child up and down with his flaxen blond hair and was painfully reminded of Thor.