[Loki meets the wide eyes of an Absol. It's got a bag hooked around its horn identical to the one he woke up with. Bruno is wedged up next to it, a hand on its side, and lying on his back now. He wriggles a little to crane his neck and look at Loki as well as he can under the circumstances, smiling awkwardly.]

Uh...heh, you too. I, uh, I was just trying to get it to come out. And then I figured, "hey, it's cooler under here! Could just give up and lie in the dirt until this weird hallucination about being disowned ends!"