Loki looked curiously at the other Loki, emerald irises flicking across the god's form, to his eyes and the expression, all of which resembled him, to the thin lips and raven hair. There were differences as, of course, there would always be, no matter the similarity in blood or title, but to one taking glance they appeared quite the same. "Greetings." the trickster nodded his head in acknowledgement, amusement curling his expression into a smirk. "It is not often I come in contact with one so very like me. Who, I venture to say, is me, in another dimension perhaps."