Last spark from the ashes

It would take a while to explain. Cultural norms among the Aesir didn't easily allow for the kind of creature Loki is, all his abilities, all his proclivities. His identity was always hard to track, even for Loki himself. He is more than one thing, a marriage and blending of contradictory concepts. And sometimes he is a she, or neither one nor the other.

"I assume that where one group can come through, so can another. There is always a possibility of upset that way, as well."

He raises an eyebrow at that pause, and then smiles. He can't not poke at it just a bit. "That sounded almost like a thank you, and so you are almost welcome."

He frowns thoughtfully. "I'm concerned, as well, but are we certain it isn't sapient? It would not speak to me, but that doesn't mean it can't speak, necessarily. Plenty of people don't want to speak to me. By the same token, we don't want to welcome an actual contagion in the Nexus, either, though. Further investigation seems warranted. If you'd like my assistance, I'm willing."