Loki shrugged one shoulder. "No plans yet," he said. "It depends on many things. Or perhaps a spur-of-the-moment decision, when I'm feeling weak. But I would not leave for good." Unless, of course, the Nexus locked him out. He had a good enough grasp of the place and the pathways that led to it that if he could not make it back, it would not be for his own lack of skill. Still, he wasn't going to mention that to her.

The request to teach her something was a surprise, if only because Loki didn't think anyone had ever really asked for his tutelage before, for anything. Most of his skills were not particularly attractive on Asgard or, if they were, certainly weren't considered difficult enough to ask him for help in mastering. "I don't know how good of a teacher I could be," he said. "But I could try if you like. I'm not certain. What language would you like to speak?" It was quite likely she wanted to learn some Midgardian, which he hadn't exactly mastered. Then again, if his past was anything to go by, he could pick it up.