[ Chris shifts his attention to the side briefly, making eye contact with the red-shirted security officer who is, in fact, looking like they might pop up and offer to escort Loki to the brig. Chris lifts two fingers off his arm and gestures at them, a silent stand down, and turns his attention back to Loki. ]

Yes. I am angry that you sneaked onto my ship. [ There's no point lying about that. ] I also know that if you wanted to open a hole in reality over my lunch there's very little I could do to stop you.