"I'd no doubt a remarkable woman such as yourself could manage quite nicely on her own," he said, switching gears smoothly. Something told him this female would be a challenge, perhaps even impossible. A married woman, perhaps? Well, let it not be said that Loki was not up for a challenge.
"I am called Loki," he told her, bowing low to her - all unknowing that she wouldn't be able to see it. "I travel the land in search of freedom and knowledge, to better myself so that I may prove worthy of my name." A grand way of saying that he liked to wander around, and he certainly didn't care about his name, his surname, or anyone else's name for that matter, but these... higher-class women generally seemed interested in someone with a grand purpose and an important family.
Not that his family was particularly important these days. But who knows? Maybe Hati was actually making a name for himself in this lands. Not that it was likely to be a good name, as uncivilized and vicious as the brute was. Probably best to just play on the god angle, come to think of it.
