“Well then, since you asked so nicely. Do you have any ideas? I suppose at least a coat of paint. The white really is so bland.” As he spoke, Loki tried to push out the thought that he was simply just desperate for company from his mind. He didn’t like feeling like he needed people, but he couldn’t deny that he’d become lonely over the last few years and that was at least part of the reason why he had wanted to help Thor during Ragnarok.

He also very much enjoys Hob’s company, more than he thought he would with anyone. So yes, he did want to spend more time with him. Even if he did have to have a pretence of redecorating his drab apartment.

“Oh, it has been too long since I have eaten an omelette. I am glad eggs are an earth thing as well. Are they easy to make then? I should see if the diner makes them. It seems like something they would do.” Loki brought the teapot over to the small dining table that was next to the kitchen counter and placed it down before grabbing two teacups (notably, neither were the one he had received in his box). “How do you take your tea?”