[Loki watches Vegeta closely. There is a certain change in his demeanor now and well, now the entire 'getting acquainted'-part could begin, right? Right.

Loki sits down on the remains of his bed, shifting a bit until he's fully comfortable.]

I see. You have my neverending pity, Vegeta. Quite a painful predicament indeed, yes. I hope you reproduced? Creating offspring is a sufficient way to save your race and your legacy.

[The mischievous look disappears from Loki's face for a moment.]

Is this the source of your rather obvious anger?