Loki was certainly believing that this creature seemed to fully understand nothing that was spoken to her. He simply hoped that Thor was able to pound something resembling sense into her tiny brain. He wondered just how little brain she had under all of those blond curls.
"I am Loki of Asgard, you idiotic cow, and we are here to remove you from this realm." If anyone was going to take it over, it was going to be him, and he didn't want to take over a realm that had completely descended into chaos. What was he supposed to even do with that?" Then again, he shouldn't be thinking like that right now. He was far too busy with dealing with this Hellgod to be concerned with what he wanted to do with this realm.
Being called a 'son of Asgard' was almost tolerable. If Thor had called him a son of Odin, though, then he might have been more distracted. It seemed to distract him enough, though, for Glory charged the both of them faster than the human eye would have been able to keep up with, knocking the both of the down and sending Loki flying back into another tree.
Loki heard the tree crack under his weight, and his first thought was to get back up, and then his second was to figure out just where Glory had went to. Was she going to focus on him, or Thor?