"A big jangly keyring with skeleton keys on it might fit in theory, but then it would be big and jangly. It wouldn't fit for you to jangle." Darcy pointed out, her tone one that of sensibility but the grin on her face a joking one.
"Sure! Please?" It didn't take Loki insisting. Darcy walked in without hesitation, looking around with curiosity, eyes wide as she took in details. She finished poking around the main room, stopping by the bookcase last. Her fingers lingered over them as she tilted her head and started skimming over to see if there was anything she recognized. She knew Farsi and English fluently, a few less-than-fluently. Not that she had any drive, reason, or super great resources to practice foreign languages as of late. "Looks like you've been poking around Europe anyhow. Or - somewhere random? What languages are these?"