What he sees when he reaches inside are images, single scenes. This - this would've made less sense than it does now, had it not been for the fact that he, in this realm, so recently - yonder? - has met Loki, had met another Loki, the Loki of hers, sharp, dark, frightening, and alive. That gives him enough understanding to-- understand, perhaps. Mayhaps.

Inhale. Exhale. He's too shaken, just from this, but that is not all, as it brought the reminder of that Loki's mind, disturbing, displeasing, one he very much misliked to see I was not forced to see it, the decision was my own--- foolish decision

Inhale. Exhale. "Eir"'s question registers, barely.

With a shudder, Loki utters, "Glad tidings. Of your life being alive. Two Loki met, without even an end of the world."