[Loki leans closer to the screen when she shows him the stone. It seems a harmless stone. A keepsake of some sort. Still, the word 'harmless' and his older self do not go hand in hand.]

It is a pretty stone indeed. What does it do? Or is it a mere gem?

[He shakes his head and presses a finger to his lips.]

My lips are sealed. Yet, why would they forbid you to befriend him? My older self is a most friendly individual, he would not hurt a fly.

[No, he destroys Midgardian cities instead...]