He's surprised them by being polite? Perhaps a race of beings so prone to war and thievery rarely meets efforts at negotiation. He makes note; if he can catch flies with honey rather than vinegar, Loki will absolutely do so.
The blades being drawn makes him tense up warily, but when the motion drops into a graceful answering bow, he relaxes again, and smiles less like a sphinx and more like a diplomat grateful to be making inroads. (Also, really, if they haven't slaughtered all the mortals he likes, he could probably get to relate to beings that fight with dual blades. Been there, done that, still his favorite M.O.)
"Well met, Lexoris," he greets. "I am Loki, of Asgard and of Jotunheim."
He keeps his hands clasped peaceably in front of him as he follows. He has to assume one wrong move will mean violence, especially as the two large guards follow behind them, but he refrains from showing his apprehension, instead watching Lexoris for hints at proper protocol. He will give the elite guard a civil nod of greeting, if no further niceties seem expected.
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The blades being drawn makes him tense up warily, but when the motion drops into a graceful answering bow, he relaxes again, and smiles less like a sphinx and more like a diplomat grateful to be making inroads. (Also, really, if they haven't slaughtered all the mortals he likes, he could probably get to relate to beings that fight with dual blades. Been there, done that, still his favorite M.O.)
"Well met, Lexoris," he greets. "I am Loki, of Asgard and of Jotunheim."
He keeps his hands clasped peaceably in front of him as he follows. He has to assume one wrong move will mean violence, especially as the two large guards follow behind them, but he refrains from showing his apprehension, instead watching Lexoris for hints at proper protocol. He will give the elite guard a civil nod of greeting, if no further niceties seem expected.