[Loki knows a chant when he hears one and spins on his feet to head towards the bedroom. Asch's creature is making noises now that sound like 'miew'.

He crouches down in front of it and whispers.]

Your master is truly a giant bag of douches. I shall treat him as such, yes?

[He lifts it up and moves to open the window, placing the cheagle in front of it.]

It is safest for you to head home. I am highly against victims of the innocent kind.