[Loki watches with a blank expression as the image flies away, and his eyes move from the view to the Collector and back again. Not for the first time, it occurs to him that his captor, or keeper (or whatever title might be appropriate) is very likely not entirely sane. By anyone's standards. Neither is Loki, not at this point, perhaps not ever, but the Collector puts his modest insanity to shame.]

Ingenious. Certainly more diverting than the real thing. [Where else could one watch the wastes of Jotunheim disappear into a star-shaped hole, only to be replaced by the ranging forests of Alfheim? With luck, there are Asgardian vintages in this place to assist him in finding entertainment in sitting and watching, guessing which realm will appear next and how it will disappear.

The view actually distracts him long enough to keep him from noticing he's about to be accosted by jewelry, and it's quick thinking indeed to push back the automatic response of reaching for a knife. He's had an eventful few years, let alone the last few hours, no one could blame him for feeling jumpy.]

Convenient. And so much easier to find a guest, should you wish to speak with one while they are out touring your exhibits.