Akasha made a chuckle before she set her eyes on Loki, hearing his greeting. "You", she stilled in bewilderment and pointed at him. It wasn't an accusing point, but a wise point. She began to walk towards him slowly as she kept this position. "You have a touch of destiny about you. Young Loki", she said slowly in her wise, but thick accented voice. "You called for us, Akasha", Maleficent spoke up, just to make sure Loki doesn't get too uncomfortable around the seeress. She may be a bit odd, but she never fails Maleficent when it comes to her foreseeing powers. "Said it was important?", the fairy added. "I did. Come!", Akasha answered before turning away from Loki and walking back to her table. "Come", Maleficent said softly to the Jotun as she gave him a signal to follow with her hand. The fairy stopped and sat in the chair  before the table as Akasha sat on the other side in her own. "I saw some'ting as I sensed your grief. Some'ting impossible. Some'ting t'at shows t'at he is indeed alive", Akasha spoke slowly to Maleficent before her gaze went to Loki as he stood next to his mother. "He lives...", she said to Loki.