There are several hundred apple trees which were not warned against, I just found them boring.

[He shrugged as he joined her, really unbothered by the allegory in question.]

I am, and an orchard a rather strange place for an arrival, but here we are. I take it you've had a similar experience? [He pauses, but only briefly, before adding.] Ah, of course. [He placed a hand to his breast, bowing his head slightly in greeting.] I am Prince Loki of Asgard.