Erandur grimaced just a little bit. This being did not know the value the bottle he held had to him. Their disrespect to it was still not enough for Erandur to act, he only would if they dropped it.
"I was going to ask you about that... If you can take away my memories.. Give them back maybe.." Erandur believed that he could, a God was a God, even if they reeked of death and hid behind a mask. "Because I would like to speak candidly with you for some while."
They were both more connected than either of them would like to believe.
"My mind is an open book to you, Loki. If that helps you speak your mind, then please, do read away."