For Asgard!

Loki knew Sif was talking about Thor's impatience in small things, perhaps even how that impatience could rub off on others. Still, the remark did leave Loki with the awareness, yet again, that he was one of those things; something that Thor could not decipher and could not seem to find the energy to attempt. Perhaps Thor was right when he said Loki made things difficult, but still, Loki didn't see that as a viable excuse to give up on a sibling. Especially when said sibling was truly attempting to clear the air.

So instead of remarking upon that, Loki just smiled and tried to allow the subject of his brother to pass. "The doors here are quite diverting," he said. "I have been through a fair few." Some Loki had simply explored; others, he had left some damage in his wake. "I would like to experience some with you. Oftentimes when I have companions these days, I have to do most of the defending when things go awry." He had quite enjoyed that strange door, filled with a burning underground heat, and unspeakable creatures; Fiona, however, hadn't been too keen about it. He'd been forced to help her get out instead of enjoying it.

"I would say that most of them don't," he replied. "To them their lives are as long as ours; they are grounded firmly in the present, but forever looking forward, and I don't think it's common for them to entertain ideas of their own death or their mark on the world, unless they are rather depressed." He gave Sif a questioning look, then shrugged. "Time slows down when you are around them," he said. "You'll see. Though my brother's folly is, indeed, folly."

At the hasty subject change to Ruby, Loki just laughed. "Yes, she is," he said. "When we ran into each other while I was still a woman, she was quite insistent that she get to borrow my dress." He also suspected that Ruby wasn't quite human, but that was private, so he didn't mention it to Sif.