[ Loki waves it off. His other self prefers to dazzle those who knows him, like the little Viking Ivar. But as much as Loki would enjoy attention, he finds himself shying away from playing up that part. It is an illusion, the gods they used to be and Loki far prefers himself, terrible and ruined as it may seem. At least he gets to decide the shape of it.
His expression does not change but there's a faint light in his eyes as he observes the dragon. He's smart enough not to come closer without encouragement and he tears his gaze away to regard Hiccup formally. ]
A little magic, nothing more. This, I presume, is your dragon?
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His expression does not change but there's a faint light in his eyes as he observes the dragon. He's smart enough not to come closer without encouragement and he tears his gaze away to regard Hiccup formally. ]
A little magic, nothing more. This, I presume, is your dragon?