As much as he felt a certain way about the Midgardian race, he wasn't about to say too much in front of Diana. She liked this planet and had vowed repeatedly to defend it. "The human mind," he muttered, shaking his head slightly as he buckled the safety belt around him. He wasn't sure why people had so much hope in a race that liked to kill each other so easily over war.

He did not hold much fault with Thor. His brother was only trying to make others see that he was not so bad. He had potential, as his brother would claim. In an odd sense, it made him feel better knowing that his brother was trying to defend him in any way. Perhaps they had both grown closer than even Loki was ready to realize.

"It is my way," he said, smirking over at her. "Perhaps I just need a beautiful Amazonian to teach me something different?"