Can ya blame me when the beds are so darn comfortable?

[He can joke back if it makes Loki happy. He can ignore the crying to a degree and walk Loki back down the hall with a warm, rough hand against his back. He's done all he can, made the offers that he could. Outside of sitting with him all night there wasn't much else he could do. And it's not Franklin, for all that Loki reminds him of the kid.]

Day or night, y'need to talk to someone, or you get an idea f'a prank? Give a holler.