>"Just like I told you, she's here. And so am I." Loki raised an eyebrow, fingers clenched into fists despite this attempted casual expression. For all that he trusted Ruby, there could have been a problem, with her information, one she had no awareness of, perhaps. Sam Winchester could be lying. And then where would he be?
>>"L-Loki! I'm scared......"
- and that, that was Darcy's voice. Not Darcy's words, though. He knew her well enough to know she would not have been admitting her fear so openly, like that - Darcy preferred to show her strength. She would have been trying to tell him she was all right, were it truly her speaking, he was fairly sure. Even if she wasn't. Especially if she wasn't.
Still, the sound of her voice... he knew Winchester was not lying. He knew Ruby's information was not wrong. This was it.
>"You want her, you're gonna have to hold up your end of the deal."
"I may not be a god, at present, Winchester," Loki's expression twisted into something of a smirk, now, his neck and shoulders straightening, his posture positively regal, and he shook his head, even as he pulled the weapon from his belt. It was squarish in shape, rather than the normal rounded barrel, and he pointed it at Sam with a slight tilt of his head. "But I am still very much a liar."
He fired the tazer - one of Darcy's spares; she'd taught him to use it mostly as something to do. At the time. he had thought he would have no use for it. But now - well. It seemed there was a use, after all.