Loki smiled a touch and casually, stood up. Were they going to have a problem in the future? "I should hope not" he replied with a slight smile.
Loki barely knew what he was going to do with himself. He could not return home to Asgard, his plans to take over once more had crumbled with his arrival to Preya. What choices did he have? Take over Preya in dramatic style! Or join the Council and see what he could do, who he could influence... Yes that sounded more appealing. Or... retire? He could go to one of the more secluded parts of Preya, build a small house perhaps...
How very dull that would have been... Would he manage? Would he cope with the solitude again? He was already without family, without friends. His was a lonely existence, one he could not bear.
"I am sure we will see each other again... Please. Give my regards to the others" he smirked, a gleam in his eyes as he held his hands behind his back and walked away.