Last spark from the ashes

Loki sighs quietly, with a small smile. "A year ago I would not have appreciate that protection," she says. "Having vulnerable people of my own here makes an odd sort of difference."

More accurately, she would have assumed Blaze and her ilk were prowling to keep people like Loki herself from causing trouble. Which...they possibly are, in part, but there's more going on than that, and she understands that now. It's a kind of luxury, actually, to be able to be herself, a force for chaos, and still trust that her people are protected from disaster.

There's a flicker of a grin at the spoken thank you, but Loki has the tact not to make much of it, merely giving them a slight bow.

Ghost gets a thoughtful second glance, then, because of how he's picked up on the pronoun shift right away. These two make an interesting pair. "I may or may not be much help, but I'd like to try, I think. Perhaps if I approach it in a humbler form it might be more inclined to respond to communication."

Or it might just try to attack Loki. Who knows? "Were you headed that way now?"