"Can you at least tell me where you want me to take you?" you asked Loki pleadingly.
"No," he replied, smiling at you.
You drummed your fingers on the kitchen table as Loki gobbled up the pasta dish you made for lunch. You weren't as hungry as you thought you were.
"You know, this arrangement hardly seems fair," you said.
"To what arrangement are you referring?" Loki asked.
"The one where you know so much about me and I know next to nothing about you."
"Well, what do you want to know, [name]?"
"Why you're here. Why you're hell-bent on taking over the world. Like I've said twenty times."
"And, as I've said numerous times, I won't tell you just yet."
You made some sort of sound between a groan and the call of a howler monkey. Loki chuckled.
"You'll warm up to me soon enough," he said.
He was about to pat you on the shoulder, but you backed up.
"Right. My apologies, dear."
"And I told you to stop calling me that!"
"It's not very likely that I will, [name]."
Night fell, and in your agitation, your foot tapped wildly against your living room floor. Loki walked into the room, back in his clothing from when he arrived.
"Come," he said softly, gesturing to you.
You stood up and got your keys. You opened the garage door and barked at Loki to get in. Soon, you were off, headed to who-knows-where. Loki gave you turn-by-turn directions for where he wanted to go. After a while, you were traveling down a long, straight road.
"I appreciate your compliance with my wishes, [name]," Loki said, almost kindly.
"You threatened to kill me if I didn't! Resistance isn't exactly an option for me!" you retorted.
"You humans are fascinating. I threaten your life, and you know for a fact that I would kill you, yet you would still sleep while I am in the same house."
"It was four in the morning!"
"Nevertheless, I believe you are beginning to enjoy my company."
"Wow, Loki. Way out of line. I don't like you, I barely tolerate you."
"You're so bad at lying, [name]. I would know. The truth is written all over your face."
He looked up as you swallowed hard.
"Pull over here."
You pulled over into the dirt on the side of the road. Loki got out of the car and walked around to your window.
"I'll be gone shortly," he said. "You needn't wait here for me."
"Wasn't planning on it," you replied flatly.
Loki swiftly took your hand. You saw, very clearly in your mind's eye, a vision of yourself walking down the street last night, when you had seen Loki for the first time. Loki planted a gentle kiss on the back of your hand before walking out toward the flat landscape. The emotional transference was strange this time. You felt something
sweet. You weren't quite sure what it was. You watched Loki walk a ways out, then disappear into a rainbow-colored beam. You blinked in disbelief before turning the engine back on and hauling ass back home.