Mobius blinks. "As a dog?" nearly at the same time as Loki. And then he stares at Loki at suggesting he's a snake. Looks between them, back and forth. "We're talking literally, actual animals here? Shapeshifting?" Which is magic he is aware of existing, and not generally something the Circles were fond of fostering. Or acknowledging.

"Maybe neither of you do any of that where anyone can see, where we're going."