[ He isn't sure what she's talking about, but the fact that she's accepted him as reality cools his temper for the time-being. Irritably, he shifts so he can sit down firmly on his ass, fingertips coming to play with the chains along his outfit. Accordingly, Loki temporarily disappears. ]

Enjoy what? [ He mutters it, lifting a singular brow at her. ]

Being shot in the face by my father's mental image of myself? It was just great. I would highly recommend it.