"Sure," Loki agreed. "Would've been difficult, too. I was there when it was created out of Ymir's eyebrows. But yeah - Loki Farbauta sonr, that's me. Conceived of Fárbauti, born of Laufey. They were jǫtunn, older than the Æsir."

He perched on the edge of the countertop to take some weight off of his bitten leg, then regonsidered and swung his legs over the counter so that he was sitting on it, facing the others.

"Their names, they translate as 'lighting' and 'tree', you know. What do you get if you pair those two?"

He rolled his eyes as he saw Gabriel tickle the cougar under the chin. "Stop that," he said, much sharper than the rest, which had been said in a rather casual manner. "You're spoiling him. I'd appreciate it if you at least waited with that until I know what I'm in for here."