Oh, they are great, lumbering, smelly creatures with little brains and large appetites. They like caves, holes in the ground, and similar. Terribly unfriendly.

[ she seems satisfied, and so loki sits back, his boots scraping stone as he shifts to sit comfortably on the edge of the wall, his legs folded up beneath him. ]

But I am Loki, formerly of Asgardia, brother to Thor and Tyr and Balder, of the blood of Laufey. I am a jotunn, or what is known more typically as a frost giant; I imagine this is the source of your Space Ice. But glitter?