[Quentin can't help the laugh that slips out. Well, this is- going to be a hell of a conversation, then. Loki, fucking Loki of all people, thinks he's a fae. Whoo boy.]

Yeah, that's- a good idea. You definitely have more tricks in your pocket than I do right now.

[He scrubs a hand down his face, antennae twitching a little with the motion.]

I wish it was the land of the fae. While I'm a faerie, fae is... kind of a catch-all for some monsters. But this is my- third world I've been dragged into-? I think. The second one is where all this- [He gestures loosely at himself, the antennae and red fluff peaking of of his shirt collar.] Started coming in. Can I ask a quick question, though?

[Time to feel out when Loki is from, even if it's as small as 'So, do you know the Avengers?']