"You're right, someone has to act as the second part. Otherwise it's not a duo." As Loki's hand ran through the hair near one of his ears, Puck inhaled sharply and bit his tongue to keep from saying anything suddenly. His cheeks went momentarily flushed, the question answered loud and clear. His ears were in fact pretty sensitive.

But as surprising as it'd been to suddenly be giving Loki that information on a silver platter, Puck was entertained by all of it. Loki felt comfortable enough to try that out, and to let herself lower her guard for a bit. A decent pair of gifts for both of them. Puck cleared his throat and refocused.

"Oh it's an entire thing on Earth! The fourteenth is celebrating some saint of love- you're encouraged to get your lovers gifts and take them out. Make them feel special, the usual." Which didn't happen much for Owen. Or for Puck, really. He mostly spent the night keeping an ear out for any wishes or he would just travel around and observe others. "I'll need to finish getting my plans in place, and then start putting them to work. Which means a lot of writing practice."

He smiled and ran his hand through Loki's hair again. "But I don't mind. If anything I need to figure out what else you'd enjoy."