I don't doubt that. I'm sure you've seen enough to last a lifetime. Maybe one day you can regale me with tales about your many soirees and conquests.

[ You know, being the God of Mischief and all, he is bound to have stories that bring about both shock and awe. The fact that this place was able to steal away a God is something that still baffles him, there really is no safety here. Not in numbers, no matter the station. The whole lot of them were equally screwed in the grand scheme of things.

Not that he's about the vocalize that in the present company. Especially when he recalls how adept Loki is at throwing weapons. Somehow, he manages to swallow a playful retort about the bigger the horns, the bigger the compensation. Now might not be the best time for those kinds of jokes. ]

As a man who is just as eager to drown his own sorrows. [ A beat. ] It was the first costume I saw that looked practical. If I have to fight anything, I'd rather be able to move around freely without having to worry about tripping over a damn cape.

No offense, if you wear one. [ Looking at him expectantly, he knows he has at some point. ]