[ in this case, it was small victories at a time. ]

Of course not. [ its a quip back as his tension does not recede. ]

Magic is an impossibility. [ can he really afford to think otherwise without compromising his comfort?] The world needs precision , facts. Its made of equations and connections and links, even if most are too dull to see them. Why should I believe differently?

[ A mild scowl. ] I don't assume the "gods" care, because there are none. If they existed, I would know. [ such confidence in his abilities. ]

[ he doesn't answer the last questions. He was running, but he wouldn't admit it, would he now? And yes, it would be so bad to be wrong.] I know what is relevant to my needs. I don't claim to know everything. I see, remember, acquire new data--

[ he cuts himself off , choosing to take another diversion. Another idea.] Can you prove it then? What you are. [ perhaps if he tempts him--

He steps forward, closer, on the edge of invading Loki's space. ] Prove me wrong, Loki. Show me how little I know.