Though this is Loki’s first trip to the gardens, he’s been meaning to come for awhile. He does love gardens of all shapes and sizes and has been interested in having some plants in his apartment… or at very least on his balcony and what better place to see what kinds of plants grow in this strange city than in the gardens that seem native to the area.

What he doesn’t expect to find is Crowley melting glass in the area. The man’s current stat of glee doesn’t bother Loki, though he is curious. Having been raised on Asgard where the weather is always perfect, he’s unused to such things as greenhouses and their requirements for growing plants in the winter time. He gives the man a thoughtful look and cocks his head curiously as he merely watches him for a moment.

“I assume what you are doing has a purpose?” It might not, he doesn’t really know Crowley well enough to say such things, but it seems a good enough opener as any.