[Ben didn't bother responding beyond a scrawled 'alright'. He had to sort out how to do a warm milkshake and set up food for little Loki. The kid's apartment was set to heat as warm as the little heater could manage, he'd taken what extra blankets Sue had stocked up on while she was here and stacked them at the foot of the kid's bed in case he needed it. By the time Loki shows there's a spread of hamburgers with 'Loki' written on them in ketchup and a steaming mug of the richest, creamiest cocoa Ben could manage.]
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