[ He's cute when he assimilates new information, Loki kisses him on the cheek for it. Then, food! he sits beside him at the kitchen bar, tucking into his own dinner. "Little bit of getting distracted by my phone," heh. ]

It is, no two universes are the same. Like the Earth where New York spread across the globe and everywhere on the planet is part of it, as well as them painting "I heart NY" on the moon. Or the Earth of the faceless bondage women who have black holes for heads, that one's scary as all Hel. Hmm, there's usually one big difference although there's just enough left of home for it to feel oddly familiar, even with the minor twists ... the way electricity feels when it shocks you could be strange, or the water always tastes off.