Loki glanced back over his country. He thought about it for a moment. He considered lying for a moment, indulging the other in a fantasy land of worship and divine wonders. But the sight of Asgard and the knowledge of what would happen to it let him feel raw.
"Yes," it was a quiet answer. One of subtle pain. He had taken his kingdom for granted and his right to be king as a given. Pain and disappointed had taken all of it away. He had forgotten the feeling that the place brought with it and the pride he had once felt. Maybe he should try to safe it. Even if it was just one world of many.