[ The one stepping into view may not exactly be who Heimdall has expected to see. Not here. Probably nowhere at all. Especially not now. Loki's eyes briefly linger on the branch he has used quite intently to catch the gatekeeper's attention, but he looks up from the dead piece of wood and towards the other Asgardian, meeting his eyes in a cautious, calculating way. ]
Greetings, Heimdall.
[ The words are spoken in a controlled manner and Loki slowly steps further forward, his hands yet by his sides. Though the way he slowly clenches them into fists and opens them again is a telling one: Loki isn't too pleased to see the other here.
When he speaks again, fine traces of venom are laced into his words. Heimdall... Remains one he isn't too eager to forgive. ]
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Greetings, Heimdall.
[ The words are spoken in a controlled manner and Loki slowly steps further forward, his hands yet by his sides. Though the way he slowly clenches them into fists and opens them again is a telling one: Loki isn't too pleased to see the other here.
When he speaks again, fine traces of venom are laced into his words. Heimdall... Remains one he isn't too eager to forgive. ]
I see you heeded Nautilus' Call.