Loki could see the curiosity in her eyes. Good. Excellent. Without curiosity, eyes were closed to the world and one would not learn. "It is and it isn't. It is something much more ferocious than that. It is part of the very fabric of the universe, an ancient part. But I guide it, like not many can. Let me show you..." And with that he gave her a sense of the stone, filtered just a little of the energy to her. It gave her a sense of SPACE around her. The vastness of the universe, how it spread into endlessness and how they were terribly small against them. Planets, people, animals - there were tiny bits of sand in the playground of existence. Against, everything Loki and Abra were meaningless. At first it had disturbed the god, it had gnawed at him. Even though it was him who was wielding the tool, it was just a tool. But in the end, it was a freeing realisation.
It wasn't, however, what he wanted to show her. Just perspective. He found it helpful to have a map. It wasn't just a sense of direction and of size. It was knowledge of it. Something that wasn't quite comprehendible to a mind like theirs. But if she would turn her attention to any place, she could feel it, could feel the bustling of activity or the absence of things. He couldn't make it last but it was something that would stay with her for the next few weeks and slowly fade. Once the connection to the stone broke, it would not give her an accurate picture anymore. It would be a throwback to the point they were at now. But streets and alleyways would not change. Neither did planets or black holes.
"Do you understand what you've been shown, Abra?" he asked softly. It was a lot for a young mind to take in. But often the young were better at it than creatures as old as he was.