[Loki is well aware he is crossing lines there and he finally shakes his head, holding up one hand in defence. An argument would be rather inappropriate. When he speaks his voice sounds even more tired than before.]

Forgive me, Billy. You referred to a magic club in an earlier conversation. I merely figured that you would have a master as well.

My most sincere apologies. I shall not mention it again.

[But something remains off and it worries him. Yet, that worry does not show on his face, he smiles a warm smile at Billy.]