whose_son_am_i | Meme-shenanigans and Continuations.

By then she's sitting at the table with an empty mug of coffee and her laptop open.

"Morning. Thank you for the good sleep."

He waves it off, more interested in the apple. Only after he's had a bite and thoroughly enjoyed it, will he respond. "Consider it part of my repayment. Besides, I am still in your care. I need you at your best." Given her attire though, she probably has the day off--but it wouldn't surprise Loki to find she was still working, given her laptop.

"Oh? Do you need more doctoring?"

She's checked her email and is now making a grocery order.

"How does your side feel?"

"A little tender, and there's bruising around the stitches." But other than that, and the general tiredness, Loki felt fine. "It's truly annoying how deep the wound was, although I am grateful the blade wasn't poisoned or worse."

"You'd be in much worse shape if you were human." He probably would have died from the blood loss.

"I'll have a look at it later. I'm interested to see how fast you heal."

Another bite of apple, and Loki was quietly thinking while he chewed.

"I am Asgardian, but I'm not an Asgardian." He offered softly. "I was adopted." He wouldn't be a very good baseline of knowledge for her about other Asgardians, in his physicality or biology.

"You said something about frost giants while I was working on you." He's still not human, which seems to make him more resistant to blood loss and stabbing in general.

Loki nodded, and finally moved to sit and join her. "I'm a Jotunn. A frost giant."

"That means about the same to me as Asgardians. I don't know anything about either."

It's not like she even knew Asgard was a real place a few years ago.

"That's why your body temperature is lower." One would assume a race called the frost giants were adapted to the cold.

"Consider it a warning for if you come to Norway." But Loki nodded. "Cold doesn't bother me. I suspect at an extreme cold temperature, I'd simply revert to looking like a proper frost giant. Blue skin, red eyes... The monsters they tell children about in Asgard." His tone was dry, but something about the way he said it...

"Blue skin? That doesn't sound especially monsterous. Sounds kinda cool actually."

And alien, she had been a little disappointed that Asgardians look so human, really ruined all her childhood scifi.

"They're usually taller than I am." Nor can he keep the hint of peevishness from his tone with that statement. "They did actually try to conquer Earth over a millenia ago." She just kept puzzling him. Why couldn't he scare her?

Well because he wasn't really trying, but still...

"You're tall, but not really a giant, that's true."

She can't help herself, "who hasn't tried to take over Earth, you know?"

She still doesn't think there is anything to be scared of. Once you get past the alien part, why would blue skin freak her out?

"For such a backwater, it is surprisingly popular." Loki replied with a grin. "But no, I am healing fine. Just tired."

"Very popular. Is it the beaches? We have some good beaches."

There's something really satisfying about making him smile.

"Glad to hear it. I'd have been a little sad if I accidentally killed you."

"I'll take your word for it about the beaches, I've never been." Loki raised an eyebrow, still grinning. "I think you'd have to try, to actually kill me. Besides, wouldn't that be a way to go. All the times I've escaped death only to die to a human doctor in an alley in New York while in disguise."

Her smile is wicked, "I do like a challege."

Sure, playfully threatening murder seems like the way to flirt with Loki.

"I'd make sure the mythology was updated upon your demise."

"Careful Doctor, I could get to like you." Loki warned, blue-green eyes sparkling with mischief at the banter.

"I don't think I'd mind that."

They have very good banter, she's really pleased at how nice it is to have him in her space while he heals. This whole thing could have gone terribly.

"I'm getting some groceries delivered so you'll have more than apples to eat."

Loki gave a slow blink, and was still grinning. "It's probably a good thing you're not close with your magical friends then. They'd warn you against me no doubt." He himself had already warned her that he wasn't sentimental.

Her comment about groceries however, brought up an idea. "I am...unaccustomed to paying for things. But to repay your kindness I would take you to dinner. A very nice dinner." It would be fine--he'd simply nudge people to do what he wanted.

"Then I'd just hang out with you more to be spiteful."

She does enjoy pushing a certain sorcerer's buttons, or at least she did.

"That sounds really nice. You'll probably want to wear something besides your armor though."

"Then I shall set you up with Eric." Loki teased, winking at her playfully. "I think I definitely like you, Doctor." With approval, and his grin was still all mischief.

"Eric did bleed all over me though, he loses a few points for that."

It's easy to talk to Loki, dangerously so. She brings her empty coffee mug to the dishwasher and leans against the counter for a moment.

"Can I look at your wound?"

"He couldn't exactly help that." Loki responded dryly. before taking another bite of his apple then placing it aside with her question. Nodding, he stood once more and moved to pull his shirt up enough that she could see the wound in his side.

It really did look better, as the bruising was minimal.

She's shifting to get a better look, her hands coming to his skin to feel for heat and to check the wound.

"You've done probably three days worth of healing overnight."

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