Another chuckle. His ears picked up the whisper. "I've tried to tell him that but his ability to listen to reason is highly impaired," he concluded. It was a sensible conclusion in Loki's mind. "Now, first I would like to show you something..." He held out his arm for her to take. Hand held open to the sky. There was a shimmer of blue crawling out from under his sleeve. It radiated a sense of power to anyone who could pick up on it. Strong power. Old power.