[ They must sound like absolute fucking lunatics to anyone close enough to hear, Spock is already starting to make his way over on Loki's peripheral vision. Even when Loki hushes his voice to be tactful, he's certain the vulcan is listening from his station. ]

They eat deities, they're like [ don't laugh! ] bacon to them. [ His touch finds Chris's front to rest there with something like reassurance and Loki hurriedly speaks because he thinks he's three seconds away from getting moved over by a blue blur. ] I didn't know you had any over here or I would have brought better weapons. Let me go out there and try to reason with the big one.