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There is a Jotunn in the bar, wearing a blue shirt and green vest, sitting at a table by the Window and humming to himself as he builds a house of cards. A pair of scars trail up from the corner of his mouth, one broad and puckered, the other thinner, hooking into the shape of a smile.

He seems very pleased with himself.

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"I'm not stranger to self-loathing, but that seems a bit... extreme."

Perhaps he should set off to learn more about his evil twin. If he can do so without killing him.

"He is nnnnot a happy person."

"I had gathered that."

He manages to flag down a rat and request lots and lots of chocolate.

"Perhaps you should endeavour to remain in his good favour."

"But then," the Joker points out, in utterly reasonable tones, "he might stop tryin' to hurt me."

Yeah, because that would be disastrous.

"Are many humans as damaged as you, or is this a special case?" he asks.

"I don't know what you're talkin' about," he says, and very deliberately licks at his scars: one, two, three, both corners of his mouth and the thin line that crosses his lower lip.

Loki considers this.

He's beginning to think that perhaps ants were too good for him.

"No, I don't imagine you would."

He shrugs.

"They put me in the crazyhouse, if that's what you mean." A faint smirk curls up one corner of his mouth. "I'm having lots of fun there."

Ants were definitely too good.

"Argr and mad. Charming."

He can't help laughing a bit. No wonder his other self so forcefully turned him down.

"Lllike a cat among the pigeons," he says, sounding deeply satisfied. "Mm, but then, I'm always like that."

"Am I to believe that you ate whoever was tasked with keeping you away from the public?"

He whoops with laughter.

And... doesn't answer the question.

Of course he doesn't.

"You are not the most dangerous thing to go crawling in dark spaces. Surely, you must know that."

"Oh honey," he says, "believe me, I never forget it."

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