That didn't seem to clear anything up, Loki only looked more confused, "... Hinda?" he questioned uncertainly, "wait... my imaginary friend, from when I was child... and the bear?" he asked to clarify, "This guy" he conjured the bear illusion to one side, "And her" he waved his hand to create the image of Hinda but the illusion wouldn't form. He paused, snapped his fingers, tried just about every way to make a simple illusion appear but nothing came from it.

"Yes those two." She said ever though he couldn't form Hinda's shape. "Your Magic self didn't take Hinda giving herself up very well...Look spiritual experiences like this can be really weird when you try and explain them."

The bear cocked it's head to the side and made a noise at Loki. "Don't give me that look" Loki replied to it, "you still haven't mastered the Frendleim waltz" he snapped his fingers and the creature disappeared. Turning back to Ceres Loki became serious again, "Alright. But I don't think that quite explains everything... something feels..." he looked to the side, trying to find the word to describe it. It wasn't necessarily bad, in fact, he had felt pretty good when he had woken up. Seeing Ceres right there made him genuinely happy, in a different way from before. For the first time in awhile it seemed like everything would be okay.
But it wasn't. As per usual, there was more going on here than anyone but Loki knew of.

Loki took a step back, "I'm afraid I cannot come to Japan with you. There is something I need to take care of"

"No. You are NOT bailing on me again!" She latched onto him. "What needs to be taken care of?!"

Loki grabbed her wrist to remove her grip of him, "Do not ask questions to which you do not want to know the answer"

"Well my job is taking care of you so I'm not going anywhere." She pouted, not letting go at all.

"I do not need to be taken care of" he slammed her against the wall again, harder this time, "and I am done with guards and chaperons and every one demanding every secret from me. Where I'm going, what I'm doing, Valhalla help us for Loki is loose! I can't say I'm not flattered but enough is enough. And you toe the line, 'help him', 'lock him up'. Either you are one of them, or you are someone I can trust but you cannot be both. I will have no more chains, so what will it be, dear goddess? Take me in, or let me go."

She thought about it for a moment and then slid down the wall and looked away. "Go..."

Loki took a step back, watching her for a moment. She was really going to let him leave without any fuss?
He offered her his hand, "Good. I think I could use someone on my side." he gave a slight grin.

When she looked back, it was clear she was close to tears. "...You said you can trust me." Apparently they were happy tears. She took his hand and hugged him lightly.

Loki gave her a gentle hug back, "Yes well... I think the real question is, do you trust me?"

"I always have. I just know that others don't see things the way I do. I don't want you to get into trouble." If he was to stay on MIdgurd, she wanted the law to be ok with him.

Loki looked at her plainly, "Some things are worth getting in trouble for." he turned and headed down the hall, "Now, I have a staff to find."

"Staff?" she asked following him, "Also I don't think Iron Fist is going to like you running off."

"We will just have to leave before he notices" Loki replied, heading down the hall.

"I'm afraid that will not be possible" Iron Fist commented, coming around the corner with a frown. He had just been on his way to check in on them.

Ceres looked down almost ashamed, "Iron Fist... We were just gonna... take a detour?" She asked stepping behind Loki. She didn't like it when Iron Fist was 'disappointed' in you.

"Ceres, this is serious" Iron Fist replied sternly, "Loki is dangerous and I do not believe that he is as reformed as you believe."

"Oh come now, that hurts" Loki commented, "Did I not go through your little rehabilitation program? Spend countless boring hours taking the classes and serving my time in that pathetic hole you call a prison?"

"You escaped before your time was anywhere near served" Iron Fist glared, taking a fighting stance, "you have forfeited your right to freedom. Come back to Shield with me and we may yet reach an understanding."

"You know, as tempting as that sounds, I'm afraid I will have to decline" Loki smirked.

"...Why don't you come along with us? See for yourself that Loki isn't so bad!" She said boldly before retreating behind Loki again.

"Yeah, that's not happening" Loki commented, waving his hand and two bears appeared, charging at Iron Fist. Instantly the boy went into combat mode and jumped forward, taking out each illusion with ease. Unfortunately the 'bears' had served their purpose as Loki moved with a great swiftness and delivered a hard blow to the back of Iron Fist's head, sending him cascading to the floor.
"Shall we?" the azgardian glanced back at Ceres as he stepped over Iron Fist's body and strode towards the exit.

"Um... Just a min." Ceres opened the door to her room and dragged Iron Fist over onto one of the large floor pillows. Saying she was very sorry softly as she did so. "So...So someone doesn't find him laying on the floor. Also, you do realize Iron Fist is like... THE KING of this place." She said following Loki, not liking how that situation was handled.

Loki just gave her a look, "I was under the impression that Midgard did not have it's own ruler."

"It doesn't but Iron Fist is the ruler of this hidden city. Of the capital of magic. He's the reason you're alive and moving. I could never have reached you without his guidness...So where are we going?"

"Fascinating" Loki replied, truly not caring, "Midgard has changed over the years, I need a map"

"I would suggest the library but I don't know how long Iron Fist will stay out cold for..."

"It should be long enough" Loki replied, quickening his step. It took a little bit to find the right maps but when he got them it seemed to make sense, to him anyway. He still had not explained much of anything to Ceres.