Klo stood suddenly, as her thoughts were messing her up. "But wait, is it true? You are free by blood but are you by action? Who are you to yourself?" She was getting a bit louder, enjoying that rare feeling the Skrimsli could get when they solved a deep puzzle. "Who are you, then? Are you Loki, son of Odin, brother of Thor, the Asguardian? Or are you Loki, the young Frost Giant, taken from your home?" She paused, catching her breath, walking purposely into a wall. "It doesn't matter to me.. It shouldn't. You will always be Loki, and just so, to me."