Recognizing the other figure helped Loki pulled his disjointed thoughts together, replacing them with a mixture of surprise and glee. "It is imminently likeable," he said, a grin spreading across his face as he walked down the hall to greet the overlarge snake. Pain temporarily forgotten, he reached out to rest a hand on a scaly coil, the next best thing to wrapping his son in a bear hug. Thor had been unexpected, finding Jörmungandr was an unparalleled wonder. What other familiar faces would he find in these halls?
No matter now. He moved slightly to one side, into the view of one of the snake's eyes. "I had not thought to see you here, my son," he said, smile refusing to fade. "Especially not so close to the Thunderer. But the surprise is not unwelcome." He was ecstatic, fighting the urge to shout and tell Jör what a boon this was -- but in his experience talking to snakes required more restraint than that. "You live here as well?"