“You’re a little far from home, aren’t you?” It was perhaps a sneer depending on the listener, although there was a glint in his malachite eyes that suggested far more. Loki felt that he knew how to play his cards well in the face of Talon and its many operatives, but with Akande he was uncertain. Hesitant, even. They were matched in strength and that was not something Loki had come across in all his lifetime spent on Earth, and had encountered rarely on other realms. For this reason, he respected Akande to some degree, and yet he also detested him. Talon had a firm hold on this one and that made him all the more dangerous. “Talon send you out or do you actually get downtime?”