The god can communicate somehow. [Sniper gestures to their chest, the center of the blue glow.] The way our powers develop, it knows about us.

[Sniper's power was a tool calibrated with precision to suit Sniper's needs and methods, as familiar and comfortable as their own sword. This god had no right to that kind of intimacy with them, and Sniper was coldly conscious of how much evidence they had seen of god and god-adjacent beings changing the people around to suit them, without even meaning to. Bridger had morphed a toy soldier into the unparalleled Achilles. This god had changed the androids into humans. What else could it change, and leave Sniper with no knowledge of the difference?

Sniper gives Loki a frank look.]

It stole me from my world and is doing weird things to my body. Of course it bothers me. It doesn't bother you?