Listening to the problems other people had with their families, it all sounded so trivial. Of course Loki had never had to pack up and move, having always lived in Asgard. Being a royal also set him apart. He was sure Deanna had never had to learn how to act in the king’s court, how to rule, or even how to fight with a sword for that matter. Loki also had the benefit of magic. Moving things from one place to another was as simple as pulling it from thin air with hardly a second thought.<br/><br/>He could understand wanting to go someplace new. As a child, Loki had seen the pictures of other realms and planets, read about the cultures, and imagined what it would be like to visit each of them outside of being a diplomat.<br/><br/>“I would encourage travel when you are able. Learning about a new place can really be an experience.” Loki said. There were limitations naturally, not everyone was capable of using the means of travel he did.<br/><br/>As he glanced up Loki saw the sign for what he assumed was the place they were heading. Unlike much of the city, the shop was nearly empty.<br/><br/>“Is it always so...quiet?” The god asked. It wasn’t that the shop was entirely silent, there was still plenty of sounds, but compared to the busyness of the street it was bliss. Maybe if he liked this coffee this place could be visited again.