You would subject a newcomer with such harsh judgment? My, such a harassing welcome. I might react accordingly, and I might not be held responsible for the damage I may cause.

[He had not all his magic back yet, but Loki could at least manage this. He revealed that his wound had long healed. He raised his hands to each side and skin began to turn into a cold blue. He looked like the dead of winter itself, save for the burning red of his eyes.]

Are you sure you don't want to offer me a gift basket instead?