There’s something in the look he sees in Hob’s face that might at least partially have something to do with his embarrassment. He sincerely hopes that nothing too personal shows on his face. He doesn’t want to put his new friend off by being too personal too quickly because Loki has to admit he enjoys spending time with Hob more than anyone else. He doesn’t want to ruin that.

But he doesn’t see anything negative in the look he receives in return and can’t help but smile back at him. As he picks his cup up and takes a sip, he watches from over the lip of his cup as Hob continues to examine it for a moment. There’s something he quite enjoys about seeing his friend holding the cube, which is a bit odd considering how protective he’s felt over the Tesseract in the past.

It’s odd, or at least it is to Loki, when Hob sits back, sipping at his tea. For once he feels no need to fill the silence between them, rather comfortable in the man’s presence.