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I find it a funny thing, for the most part. All language sound alike to me, with few exceptions.

Outside of this world, you mean?

Precisely. Nearly all sound the same to me, particularly human languages.

Do they all just sound like gibberish, then?

Oh no, that isn't what I mean at all. They all sound the same because I understand them.

Like having a permanent earbug?

I have no idea what that is, but it sounds terribly unpleasant.

Well, I understand three languages and some of a fourth and none of them sound alike to me.

[Loki smiles.]

And had to learn them separately too, no doubt.

Of course.

It's a function of the language I speak. All a bit mysterious and complicated. But were we on Midgard, you'd think I was speaking Russian to you.

Or English. I speak that one a lot.

[He doesn't dispute what Loki's saying, just files it away for later and nods toward the next stall.]

Shall we continue?

Or that.

[Loki nods.]

Please.

[In the next stall is another gelding, this one black. It is grazing idly on some hay that was left there at the last feeding.]

This one also needs a name, and I've had no takers so far.

[Loki grins, inspecting this horse as he did with the last, letting the beast catch a good scent of him first.]

He reminds me a bit of my horse. Distant cousins, perhaps.

[Not literally, of course.]

[Really? Because Gregor is convinced Alys is a proper Vor horse, no matter where she came from.]

I like him a lot. The Malnosso have given good horses so far.

[Well, you know. What kind of horses would gods ride?]

I'm a bit surprised at that, but I'd agree. He's a lovely beast.

Any name ideas?

My horse was named Vakri... but perhaps Kolbakr? Black as coal, quite literally. Orri is the black grouse...

I like Kolbakr, myself. [He gives the horse's shoulder a pat. The horse ignores him.] I might not even take other suggestions. It works for him.

[Loki smiles.]

Glad to have been of help, then. And you can call him Kol for short if he's wicked.

[Gregor's fingers tangle in the horse's mane for a bit, then pat the great neck before he backs off.]

Do you want to see my horse?

[Nod.]

I should like that.

[In the next stall is a beautiful dark bay mare. The name on the placard outside is "General Alys." Gregor's face lights up when he sees her. He's obviously proud.]

Meet Alys.