Loki was glad when she didn't argue any further. It was difficult to describe; he knew he wasn't like the Jotun, but he knew he also wasn't Aesir. He didn't want to talk about any of it, even without his preference to be secretive. Perhaps now, he could decide what he was for himself, without having others attempt to define that for him. And if he was to accomplish that, it was definitely no one's business what he was.

He glanced down at her face. "If you feel well enough to talk, I am always happy to listen."