[Morticia blinked slowly while smiling. Not unlike a cat. Moving over, she stroked the plant fondly.]

That's enough for now Cleopatra.

[The plant gave a brief shake in acknowledgement and the vine moved to curl around the base of her pot. Once more Morticia laid her hand against Loki's arm. Looking up, still with that enigmatic smile.]

We understand well what it is like to be misunderstood. You are most welcome here.