Spectator benches - Blank & Loki
Ah, now, there was the catch. He could understand the man's quest to keep his son protected and that he would turn to the most powerful person around. The god held up a hand to stop the pleas. "One thing after another... you mortals are too impatient." It was in their nature. Their life was too short to wait.
He licked his lips before the illusion continued to speak. "In the case you die you want me to raise a child with the woman who cheated on my brother?" he asked. "Interesting choice. You must really think I hate him. Even after his death." At one point, that had been true. It wasn't any longer. The god chuckled nonetheless. Loki wondered if they had ever thought about it or even known.