[He's still staring where the tree of twisting timelines was floating, looking incredibly dubious about the tale. That's where Loki sits and watches time.

In fucking Yggdrasil.]

No. I don't want to know about my future. [Because what he'd like is for it to be 'you stay retired and everything goes great and you live just long enough to see your kids grow up to be happy adults and then die in some spectacular freakshow fashion because you were never going to avoid that, now, come on, be serious', but he doesn't want to know. He's not sure if that screws up time. This probably screws up time. Everything he's being told probably screws everything up, unless it doesn't, and that's why Loki's telling him? Mostly, mostly he just wants to know if Loki understands him, where he's at right now, the reasons Loki isn't the worst thing to happen to him anymore, but the more Loki talks, the less it seems like it matters. Certainly not on a cosmic scale.

Which. Is sounding more and more like the kind of scales Loki works with now.]

Obviously someone figured out a way for you to leave. Unless you tossed an illusion of yourself here for fun.