I was incredibly drunk. But it sounded like the most awesome thing ever at that moment. It's kind of sentimental to me, though... it's on my left calf.

[Dropping a statement like that had Eugene wondering just what more Loki had been through. Understandably, he knew much less about Loki than Loki knew about him...]

Yeah, I don't think I'd like to remember that, either.

[He hadn't wanted to remember what it was like to feel feverish, see his leg change in ways he knew spelled bad news for him and Jack. But Loki had the floor here, and he wanted to hear about this. It felt somewhat foreboding, but he could be reading into things too much]

I try not to think about all the horrible things that have happened to me. They'll keep me up at night, if so.