"Oh." He waved a hand slowly, the tar seeping back towards and disappearing under his boots. He spun back around, facing Loki. "This isn't a fashion trend, friend. It's just a part of me and my connection to the other side. You and I are similar in that way no?" He smirks, looking at Loki up and down. "I also don't think you got the rights to tell me what's stylish. Not in your shoes."
"If you want to know what's coming, why I'm here, who I am, you only gotta ask."