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Enter Loki.

Actually, please don't. Especially if it involves a chainsaw. Just...stare at him, since he's pretty. Or, you know, talk to him. That would work too. Because he just came into the bar and he's sitting just at the end of it nursing a cup of tea.

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Gavroche spots Loki and makes a beeline for him. It's been quite a while.

He smiles.

"I haven't seen you for a while."

Gavroche grins at him.

"I've been in the House of Arch. And in Paris."

"I've been in New Orleans and Tokyo."

"Where're those?"

"Other cities. Tokyo is in Japan, the other side of the world. New Orleans is in the Americas."

"What are they like?"

He smiles.

"Well, Tokyo is home. It's where my house is. It's got some of the best food ever and not just because Yamino cooks. Then there's New Orleans, which I haven't seen very much of. I was visiting a friend."

"I never left Paris, before I came here."

He nods.

"What's Paris like?"

"Best city in the world", Gavroche says loyally.

A raised eyebrow.

"What's so great about it?"

Gavroche thinks, then shrugs.

"It's mine."

He nods resolutely.

"That's a good reason. I feel the same way about stuff that's mine too."

"Is Tokyo yours?"

He shrugs.

"Not really. No more than any other city, I guess."

"But you said it was home..."

"I've been to lots of cities, and it's where I'm living, but it's not home. Home is...somewhere else."

"Where?" Gavroche asks innocently.

"Asgard. The world of the gods."

Gavroche's eyes widen.

"Cool!"

He nods.

"I haven't been there for a while though. It'd cause trouble."

Gavroche frowns. "Why?"

"Because I'm not supposed to do that for a while. Go home. It's all right, though. I have everyone I like where I live anyway."

"Oh. Well, that's good at least."