It's a very cozy prison, all in all. Cozy enough that some might not even consider it as such and let their guard down.

[But that doesn't mean he won't be taking advantage of it all. Any splurging or mischief could always be explained away by the fact they gave a child a credit card.]

After we leave this place, they'll still have the card and phone to track us with. Plus, the pressure to join their little clubs... It's actually rather clever, this illusion of freedom.

[After that weird little monologue, he grins up at her, looking a bit more like his age.]

I am Loki of Asgard, by the way.