"See, I've had my time in the dregs, as it were. I won't say I've been to Hel per se, as I've not been to that part of Niflheim. But I've been close enough to and it isn't a pleasant memory." Loki said, although the smile never left his face. "I miss Valaskjalf, and like my luxuries. So I sympathize with those who have to do without." Then much more quietly, leaning down as if he was studying how Gold was doing the spinning--which really was quite fascinating in its own right. "Consider it a gift, if charity is not to your taste as well. Goodwill rarely goes amiss, and I've been shown much while here." Whisper quiet, and only for his...colleague at least.