It has been a while since I have seen him as well, yes.
[The expression on his face remains unchanged, yet it saddens him to realize Thor is still dead. But Thor being dead is not something he prefers to talk about.]
If I am correct Ragnarok is not a threat to Asgard at the moment.
[He taps his chin shortly and decides that the internet is a far better subject to talk about than Thor or Ragnarok.]
Aye! It is very entertaining. It amuses me greatly. I am very fond of these chatting rooms, where Midgardians gather to communicate.
Your brother returned from Ragnarok, to...Broxton. I suppose that's as good a place as any for Asgard. Well that's a load off. I was worried about your brother. He's a good guy.
[Thor's death is not a subject he wants to talk about over lunch. So he stays quiet and focuses on chewing on his sandwich while watching Susan picking up those pieces of glass.]
[When Sue gets down to just the tiny bits, she actually calls up a bubble of translucent force underneath the glass shards and deposits them in a trash can.]
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[The expression on his face remains unchanged, yet it saddens him to realize Thor is still dead. But Thor being dead is not something he prefers to talk about.]
If I am correct Ragnarok is not a threat to Asgard at the moment.
[He taps his chin shortly and decides that the internet is a far better subject to talk about than Thor or Ragnarok.]
Aye! It is very entertaining. It amuses me greatly. I am very fond of these chatting rooms, where Midgardians gather to communicate.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
Oh? Do you really enjoy chat rooms? I hadn't thought that the internet existed in Asgard.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Loki takes a sip of his drink.]
They are much able to pick up a connection from the town of Broxton. Midgardians tend to forget to encrypt their connections to the world of online.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[She nods]
So you leech WiFi, do you? My, you are a cheeky kid. But, why is Asgard near Broxton?
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
Leech? I do not leech, I make use of it.
My brother created it that way. Do not worry, we are on good terms with the inhabitants of Broxton.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Sue strokes her chin]
Your brother returned from Ragnarok, to...Broxton. I suppose that's as good a place as any for Asgard. Well that's a load off. I was worried about your brother. He's a good guy.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
Thor is dead now.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Well that stung. She drops her cup and it breaks against the floor with a crash.]
Oh, I'm so sorry. God Almighty, I'm sorry for prattling on like...an old hen.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
Do not worry.
[Loki smiles.]
He died a saviour.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Sue kneels and starts picking up pieces of glass]
He would.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Thor's death is not a subject he wants to talk about over lunch. So he stays quiet and focuses on chewing on his sandwich while watching Susan picking up those pieces of glass.]
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[When Sue gets down to just the tiny bits, she actually calls up a bubble of translucent force underneath the glass shards and deposits them in a trash can.]
There, no more glass. Loki, can you cook well?
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[He watches her cleaning the glass with great interest.]
Aye, of course I can. Shall I make you something?
[Would eggs do good with pickles?]
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Loki nods.]
I am not very domestic but I am extremely skilled in the act of cooking.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
Aye!
[He finishes the last bit of his sandwich.]
Then I shall take over. My cooking is haute cuisine. Gordon Ramsey of Midgard would definitely not complain about it being 'fucking raw'.
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time
[Action]September 19th, Lunch time