Now they're getting somewhere, and Loki finds it's not quite the where he feared it might be. He dusts his hands free of pastry crumbs and accepts the device carefully. The flicker of surprise that crosses 'Thor's' face is not feigned. That's not just a resemblance, it's as if someone made a mold of Thor and carried it off to Jim's world to be used to create a duplicate.

"That certainly explains a lot," he says mildly, in Thor's voice, and reads through the information twice, thoroughly, searching for further nuance.

He has a vague sense he should feel guilty about provoking this. He can't be completely unsympathetic to a man with issues related to his parentage. He can't be unsympathetic to loss and 'what might have been', and he can't be unsympathetic to spending one's life in a bright shadow. "That is not me," he says quietly, in Thor's voice, in case that was in doubt. "I have no connection to this man that I am aware of, for whatever that's worth."

Theoretically some sort of weird cross-universe hereditary link is possible, but it sure isn't probable. (Norns, what if it were, though? What if Loki were talking to his great-great-great grandnephew or something right about now? He would have to feel very sorry for Kirk, in that case.) "A peculiar coincidence," he says gently, handing back the tablet. "I have no explanation. However--"

Once the device is out of his hand, Loki decides to drop the illusion, shimmering green-gold and dwindling to his own normal shape. "Perhaps this face will make you more comfortable conversing. It's me, not Thor, but you must understand: I had to know. Thor always sees the best in people. I do not. But I am satisfied that in this case, my concerns were unfounded."

Surprise! This probably seems like a real dick move to Kirk, Loki assumes. But he's not going to apologize. He has, as always, his own reasons.