"Thank you, sir. I hope to not let you down," Loki said sincerely, bowing partially before turning and taking his leave. There was much that needed to be done and the sooner he returned to Jotunheim the sooner he could return.

A day was all he would need to get things in order, the young frost giant having already started to formulate his plan and his orders for when he returned so it was easy enough to put everything into motion. Skadi and Imr weren't thrilled with the idea of Loki spending an extended period of time in Asgard but they also understood the situation and just how important Heimdall was to the other Jotun. In Loki's absence the pair would oversee things and keep an eye out for any traitors lurking--or any that had information of the attack on Asgard itself. The third member of their little group, Fenrir, refused to be left behind and thus Loki had to use some of his magic to make their four legged companion a little less...threatening looking.

When he arrived by on Asgard it was in the company of a large Dire Wolf with unnaturally red eyes and pelt blacker than the night sky. Loki couldn't help but take a bit of delight in the way Skurge balked at the sight of Fenrir, the Jotun resting a hand on his canine friend's neck as he glanced at the Asgardian.

"Please inform the All-Father and Thor that I have returned," he said smoothly, form shimmering as he took on his Asgardian guise.