"I read of Loki," Lan Wangji says with another small and fleeting frown. He committed to memory every detail that he could of the gods who seem to define Magnus' world. "I understand." Finished at last, he runs the comb through each section of Magnus' hair one final time, top to bottom. Once he is satisfied that there are no knots remaining, he returns the comb to his qiankun pouch and secures it afresh to his waist.