There is no surprise, no expression registered on her face at his revelation, though inwardly Natasha can't help but pause, taken aback at his words. She doesn't believe it -- can't believe it -- and yet why else would Loki be here? He was being held by the Asgardians, and she hadn't seen Thor since he left.

But Loki was the god of lies. They were kindred spirits -- in that, at least.

"And only you managed to make it out?" She didn't bother hiding her skepticism, keeping a healthy distance from the demi-god, though she took keen notice in the condition of his wrists.