[Loki's frown deepens slightly, his gaze following Mjolnir. It's the principle of the thing, Thor.
Still, after a moment, he takes a step forward and crouches down, hovering both of his hands over the hammer. He really does hate the blasted thing, but that doesn't seem to be altering his focus and concentration in any way.
A longer moment passes without him speaking, and suddenly with an exhale of air he drops his hands. In one movement he allows his weight to drop back and he sits in the grass, legs out and bent at the knee in an almost reclining manner.]
Something dampens its power. That is all I can tell you. [There may be a slight murmur of frustration in his tone, but he hides it mostly well.] And it is as specific as I can get. It is the same that stifles my magic, something that the ship undoubtedly creates for those within it.
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Still, after a moment, he takes a step forward and crouches down, hovering both of his hands over the hammer. He really does hate the blasted thing, but that doesn't seem to be altering his focus and concentration in any way.
A longer moment passes without him speaking, and suddenly with an exhale of air he drops his hands. In one movement he allows his weight to drop back and he sits in the grass, legs out and bent at the knee in an almost reclining manner.]
Something dampens its power. That is all I can tell you. [There may be a slight murmur of frustration in his tone, but he hides it mostly well.] And it is as specific as I can get. It is the same that stifles my magic, something that the ship undoubtedly creates for those within it.