"Months." Parroting is a poor sign of thought, or so Loki often liked to remind him when they were young; but the entirety of his world seems to have come undone. This is a Loki that has been away for some time. That is no longer so haggard and sallow. With hair shorter than he has seen since before his attempted coronation.

"...There is some time I have lost- or a difference in the times from which we have come- or..." he doesn't know what all it might mean or what it all could be, but. As irritating as this Loki might be he seems a far shade better than the one he had just apprehended. "Where are we?"