Loki laughed again. This kid was really something! He seemed completely honest about his confusion; he had no idea who Loki was or what he was doing here at all. Maybe there was no reason to change that. He stepped back from James, spreading his arms out and bowing his head, though he kept his reddish-brown eyes fixed on James's.

"You need to go to class?" Loki asked, still smiling. "What a coincidence, I do too. What class do you need to run to?" He gazed up and down the hallway, looking over every door in sight. "I'll escort you there. That's what I'm here for. You need someone to help you, right?" He motioned to himself, then spread his arms again. "So where are we going?"