Yes, I burned and was reborn. I am all myself, and still I went to the place only we can find, for I may not be him or you but I am Loki. I change as I will and do not apologise for it.

[ He sets his ale down between his thigh and the couch to summon his helm in his hand, rubbing a thumb absently over the spike of a horn. Shorter by far than a certain pair yet still sharp. ]

He will always be with us in some way, Loki, for we never really leave ... even when we die.