“I was, yes. It was hidden from me for most of my life. The glamour was not only to hide what I looked like from others, but from myself as well.” There’s a small hint of bitterness in there, but Loki truly is mostly over that issue. He still just wishes they had told him instead of lying to him most of his life. “It is quite a powerful spell. I am a rather accomplished mage myself and yet I cannot remove this glamour. Or at least, not so easily.” Or maybe it’s that he hasn’t really tried. He might have come to terms with his true lineage, but that didn’t mean he wanted to walk around all big and blue with red eyes and horns either.

“Oh?” Loki looks at him curiously, clearly wanting to know more, but it’s pretty obvious from how Buggy reacts that some or all of what happened is a touchy subject and Loki knows all about those. He knows better than to touch on anything of the sort.

“Oh yes, very much. Though I do believe they are weird pervs with voyeuristic tendencies as well. I would very much like to know the mystery part though.”