"You're right. I'm a runt and was apparently abandoned and left to die, from what Odin said." Loki leaned his forehead against hers, eyes closed. Close, so he could speak, but no longer between kisses. "I'm the biological son of Laufey, the deceased king of the Jotun."

She would have a LOT to learn about why that was all significant. The Frost Giants were one of the most ancient enemies of the Asgardians, besides the dark elves. Loki's voice as he spoke was carefully neutral.