Loki had learned to be wary of Darcy in the last few weeks of companionship, for she was much sharper and more perceptive than many gave her credit for. Jane Foster was intelligent, but often failed to look beyond her calculations into the mundane. Erik Selvig was too concerned with Jane's ultimate welfare and the progression of their research, as long as things did not impinge on those areas then he too left well enough alone.
They, therefore, were of little threat to Loki's disguise. They had accepted him for what he claimed to be, Jane enthusiastically and Erik with more reservation, and that was the end of their interest. If he did not wish to talk about his past, then they did not force the issue.
Darcy, on the other hand, was far more of a threat. She picked up on his inconsistencies, she rarely forgot when he slipped in speech or mannerism from the norm of this society, and she had an insatiable curiosity. A man who apparently had no past before the day he was left in the desert was obviously something she questioned, and he had learned to be wary of that even while he appreciated her perceptive nature. She had proven, surprisingly, someone he considered a friend even after only these scant few weeks.
He turned the discussion away from SHIELD when she returned with her coffee and, for the next few hours, he took her through some of his base calculations for the new equations he was currently transcribing into Midgardian scientific terms. No matter what Jane Foster may believe, he had found Darcy a worthy student and did not shirk or shy from explaining things to her.
Thus the evening passed until quite late when Darcy's phone rang. Jane's number. Sadly, nobody had warned her not to tell SHIELD about Leita, and Erik had been insistent on getting a full background now that they were about to become official consultants (SHIELD wanted a way to contact Thor again as soon as possible as well) and were in a position to do so. That had, obviously, led to a shocking and unpleasant discovery.
"Darcy, listen to me." Jane's voice was tense and quiet. "I need you to get out of the apartment and go some place safe. Leita isn't who he said he was, SHIELD have never heard of him. I don't know who he is."
All sorts of terrible things were racing through her mind. He had only seemed to help so far, but why lie? And how had he known about the hammer? Whatever the answers, they clearly didn't add up to her wanting to leave her friend anywhere near someone potentially dangerous and definitely a liar.
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They, therefore, were of little threat to Loki's disguise. They had accepted him for what he claimed to be, Jane enthusiastically and Erik with more reservation, and that was the end of their interest. If he did not wish to talk about his past, then they did not force the issue.
Darcy, on the other hand, was far more of a threat. She picked up on his inconsistencies, she rarely forgot when he slipped in speech or mannerism from the norm of this society, and she had an insatiable curiosity. A man who apparently had no past before the day he was left in the desert was obviously something she questioned, and he had learned to be wary of that even while he appreciated her perceptive nature. She had proven, surprisingly, someone he considered a friend even after only these scant few weeks.
He turned the discussion away from SHIELD when she returned with her coffee and, for the next few hours, he took her through some of his base calculations for the new equations he was currently transcribing into Midgardian scientific terms. No matter what Jane Foster may believe, he had found Darcy a worthy student and did not shirk or shy from explaining things to her.
Thus the evening passed until quite late when Darcy's phone rang. Jane's number. Sadly, nobody had warned her not to tell SHIELD about Leita, and Erik had been insistent on getting a full background now that they were about to become official consultants (SHIELD wanted a way to contact Thor again as soon as possible as well) and were in a position to do so. That had, obviously, led to a shocking and unpleasant discovery.
"Darcy, listen to me." Jane's voice was tense and quiet. "I need you to get out of the apartment and go some place safe. Leita isn't who he said he was, SHIELD have never heard of him. I don't know who he is."
All sorts of terrible things were racing through her mind. He had only seemed to help so far, but why lie? And how had he known about the hammer? Whatever the answers, they clearly didn't add up to her wanting to leave her friend anywhere near someone potentially dangerous and definitely a liar.