"my abilities are growing stronger, I can not show them to you here, not to their full extent," Loki said, his eyes on her as he reached outside with his mind, arranging the letters on a sign across the street to a short message to her in the old language. "Look outside, milady."
Waiting for her to turn and look, he began to lighten his hair to a deep honey blond.
"They are not illusions, I moved those letters, and I have changed my hair," he explained, taking the apple and looking it over before putting it in his pocket. He had one for his wife, now he needed to worry about himself.
"What ails you? Because certainly, there exists one of us out there that will cure you. And as your king, I believe it's my duty to find them."