"Hi Loki! I'm Kendra," says the girl.

"Hey! It's good to meet you guys."

Adela gets Loki settled in, and then everyone else as the three other mutants on her floor trickle in. There's a fourteen year old, and a sixteen year old, who don't seem particularly enthused to be there but in a teenager way, not in a disliking Loki way.

Only one more's in Loki's age range, perhaps a year or two younger than her, a boy with wolf ears and a tail who bounces onto a bean bag. "Hey! I'm Silv Lowell, but when they let me on the team I'm gonna be Silver Wolf," he says, cheerily.

"That's a good name," Loki says, grinning.

"Thanks! I picked it myself."

"Now, let's get down to why I called everyone here - " Adela starts, interrupting further chatter. "As you guys probably know, you're getting a new floor-mate, Loki. Yes, she's related to that Loki. It's up to her if she wants to explain more, but I'm not going to let anyone give her shit, okay? We're all in the same boat, here."

"I can explain what happened," she says, and after some interested noises she takes a deep breath and continues: "The Old Loki destroyed Asgard. And she also destroyed the thing that makes fate for Asgardians. But she died doing it, and - somehow Thor found me in the ruins of Asgard. Maybe she made me. Maybe she restarted early - Asgard's fated to be destroyed, and when it is it's reborn, but I think the rebirth isn't usually instant. I don't remember anything from before waking up in the ruins, though, and don't really know how to control my powers or anything. I've decided I'm gonna be good, though. I'm gonna make stuff better."

"A good ambition," Adela says, gently. There's some nods. "Probably most people are going to round you off to Loki's kid, with that - reincarnation and all's a weird sort of thing, but people are familiar with kids of villains going a different path."

"Her kid probably isn't a bad summary, anyways."

"Well, I'll stick with you," Kendra says. "I'm super smart, so I'm going to be an engineer and change the world with my inventions."

"Thanks, Kendra."

The meeting's wrapped up pretty quickly after that - mostly in how Loki's going to be rolled into cleaning rotations - and the older kids leave the three younger ones to hang out.

"We should go out in the forest and play with some of our powers!" Silv says, bouncing.

"I'm not even sure what I can do," Loki reminds him, though she's grinning.

"Which is why we should be outside," he says, nodding sagely.

"Mine's not very forest show-y, though," says Kendra.

"Super intelligence?"

"Nah, I'm just that smart. My power's knowing all of a language if I know even a little bit of it. I've been doing some stuff with saving extinct languages, but that's not super exciting."

"Cool! I've got Allspeak, which is basically the Asgardian Universal Translator, so I don't really get a good look inside languages." Loki's watched Star Trek by now. Well, some of it. There's a lot of episodes.

"Huh. Is that magic?"

"I think technically, though I dunno how to give it to people yet."

"Could you give me a bunch of alien languages?"

She hums. "If I'm talking to you, you'll hear the language you're most fluent in or that gets my point across the best, but I can write a letter in a specific language if I focus - it's not like sticking translation software on everything I write - so if your thing does writing..."

"Then we're golden! For everything that has a writing system - maybe we should test if you can write a specific language in IPA, too!"