Nice planet. Planned on hurling bric-a-brac at me if it turned out I was hostile? Tiny plates are truly my one weakness.

[ He shakes the hand, his own colder than a human's, and then smoothly slips his arm through the crook of Pike's elbow. The market is warm and dusty but Loki smells like a pine forest as he looks the captain over, an accent tinted with something like Norwegian lilting on a chuckle. ]

Have you somewhere in mind for our date or shall we wing it?

[ Date, yes. Casually dropping that in there. ]