There was the familiar sound of his door opening and Loki looked up. A woman stood there, hand on the handle, looking unsure. Had she walked through the wrong door maybe and was now wondering whether to apologise or just walk out?

Loki was bored, though. A visitor promised entertainment. He did not want her to go.

"Hello," he greeted in the first language that came to mind, which just happened to be an old variant of Icelandic. "You look familiar."