[He hasn't really considered the concept, though it doesn't seem terribly far-fetched to him. After all, the entirety of Asgard exists in the shade of the inconceivably huge and ancient ash tree, Yggdrasil, which will continue to exist long after the Nine Realms are gone. The thoughts that pulse through the World-Tree every century or so are too vast even for gods to comprehend, but they are there.]

[Curious, Loki places a hand on the trunk of the tree that he's leaning against. It wouldn't surprise him if he didn't hear anything, but it wouldn't surprise him if he did, either.]

Are you a sorcerer, Midgardian?