Loki watched Scar go, a slow, amused chuckle his only comment at the man's choice. The better of the two presented, really, so he must have had a stray neuron bouncing around in his otherwise hollow skull.

He made no attempt to clear up the blood now smeared across the floor. The better to excite paranoia, which in turn made his job easier.

He wrapped himself in invisibility and waited, calculating twenty digit prime numbers in his head to pass the time. Hopefully he wouldn't be kept waiting long.