Lower Tadfield Safehouse

Michael shot a grin over his shoulder as he walked off. "It's hard to interfere with them if they're gone, isn't it? Anyway, see ya around."

He mused about how weird that Loki was, but not an altogether bad weird, and then decided to put off thinking about him entirely and enjoy the day.

There weren't many of them left, after all. The thought made him smile.