"I have a feeling you read my story already. I'm from a station like this, it's dying. I left." he nodded, watching the knives flit in Loki's hands. "I think you already know that those aren't going to work on me."
The lightning guncrack was deafening in the office as Higgs flitted out of view, quickly followed by another as he appeared sitting cross-legged on Loki's desk, holding one of Loki's books. "You looking into how to move between worlds? Between existences? I can help with that."