Loki laughed quietly. "We're certainly not anywhere near that lucky." He considered the remaining mystery numbers meditatively, running fingers over his lips as he mentally tried substituting different letters. Though as Lust leaned back, he was momentarily distracted and gave her a small smile, bumped lightly against her again.

He didn't even look as Scar returned, remarking, "I've a pharmacopoeia in my room if you wish to check what the medicines do."

When he'd gotten to the letter M and come up with 'meter marker' for the first two words, which sort of made sense as a phrase, only he'd thought it was a name, and...

"Damn," he said quietly. "That's unfortunate."