"It seems home has changed quite a bit, if I have indeed found it again," Loki said, moving closer to companionably share the same area as Jörmungandr, offering both closeness and body heat to his cold-blooded son. It was for his own safety, as well - if Jör got any bigger the floor beneath them might collapse, and he though he'd have more luck close to his son than apart from him. "Though if I am to be called to mediate..." he laughed, shaking his head in amusement. "It did not work well the last time, but I will try again if I must." Provided, of course, that people were sufficiently thankful for his help. That was key. Still, while they may not be able to put off the inevitable, he saw no reason to hasten its approach. Yet.
"There is indeed much to see," he admitted, nodding towards the door he had emerged from, "and Thor is determined to see it all. I find it... strange." The word was much more mild than what he actually thought, and it came across in his tone. "Do you know aught of why we are here? Or, to be frank, where here is? I have words like 'California' and 'United States', but they mean very little to me."