Stuck... that was such a mortal way at looking at the situation. This... was an opportunity. There were worlds to explore, maybe even planets to rule. His own universe held little incentive to return to. No, Loki was not stuck. Loki was where he wanted to be. It was a thought he had never had before. Odd. Comforting. But nothing to observe right now.
But the conversation had moved on before he could answer. "Please, you tell me what is happening. I would not be inhabiting of a mortal if I could help it." True. Not the full story. But true nonetheless.
The raptor next to him barely moved. Neck scratches were too good to turn away. The other, however, had lost interest and strode over to the lake to drink.