As soon as Loki steps back, Galen does the same, putting a healthy amount of distance between them. Galen swallows, wets his lips, watches with a mix of anger and anxiety. There it is, again -- that feeling of being small, but he knows better than to let his mouth run this time. This guy apparently isn't human, and Galen is starting to suspect he knows who he is.

He swallows again, steels himself. "So I guess you're flawless." God, Galen, shut up. "Who are you?"