Loki didn't really care what his name was. At least not yet. If the strange creature could be moulded and manipulated, perhaps.
"My name?" he asked. Was everyone on this ship completely uneducated? Surely a Gods dominance should encompass an entire multi verse? Loki smiled and chuckled to himself.
"I am Loki of Jotunheim" he replied somewhat majestically. But there was a casual air to his tones too. Something that came from years of arrogance. "How could you not know who I am? I am a God!" he said, watching the Jagerkin with those mischievous green eyes.