Loki nodded slightly. It made sense - if he couldn't find his way out of the magic ensnarement of this place, he wasn't sure anybody else could, either. It felt very wrong to him in the most strange of ways, just... off. Like when an illness is beginning but not quite fully fledged yet, it set him on edge in a way that he didn't like, even with New Asgard here. Frankly, New Asgard's presence worried him even more about the power of this place.
Thor wasn't here. He wasn't sure how he felt about that - relieved in one sense, not relieved in another. "Stabbing him is fairly customary for our relationship," he hummed, but there wasn't much humour behind it for once as he picked at blades of grass, frowning to himself. Thor being upset over losing him- well.
"I'm sure he was more concerned about Heimdall than about me," he shrugged one shoulder.