[ Loki nods his head, an acknowledgement more of equals than anything. A recently jumped up Emperor versus a mad prince of Asgard seem close enough in rank for pleasantries, and he's not of the nature to bow and scrape besides. His tone is conversational, and his stance easy enough as if he were more likely to be discussing the weather of late than anything serious.]

Hail, your Imperial Majesty, I'll get right to it.

I'm just wondering how well and truly fucked we might end up being on a mystical level, so I do hope you're up for chatting about magic today.