"Unless this is the part where you come at me with that axe of yours, but even then I think I'd prefer solid ground to a roof." Loki shrugged. The chirpy tone was coming a little easier, he thought. It sounded less hollow, maybe. Less like someone papering over grief. And it helped that somehow the idea of Thor coming at him with a weapon was still fundamentally ridiculous. "So, yes. I don't imagine there's anything more to say, do you?"