"You are part of the balance," he told her. "It is far too large for one to alter." Even Loki.

He thought of the monster that he was. Thought of skin crawling blue, eyes turning red. He had to check for a moment, to make sure he still looked Aesir. Still pale, still Loki.

"And is your purpose destruction, little one?" he asked. "Would you like that? Or would you rather wildness? Wouldn't you rather know that you may do whatever you wish -- dark, or light, or anything in between?"