It wasn't the sort of thing he thought he should advertise, to be honest. Most people in Damali knew which children belonged to Driftwood, so there was no need there, but in a new place it just seemed like another way to paint a target on his back. Better to let people think that there was someone that would be concerned should he go missing for too long.
Not that Loki had done anything concerning. That he claimed to be a god might be worrisome- there were tales of gods living amongst men to be sure, but most making such claims were a bit... different in the head. Not that it automatically made them dangerous to be sure, but it was a thing to be wary of until he had some confirmation one way or the other. To say nothing of not wanting to alienate his current only ally in this new place.
"I've... heard as much yes. Lots of stories about how magic can turn on a person, especially fae magics." Fjord agreed with a small smile of his own, already feeling miles better for being warm and dry. He didn't comment on the idea of shoes being troublesome to fit- he was pretty sure that they'd have to stuff a pair of bigger shoes with rags to get something that worked for him if he was of a similar age to Loki's son. But he nodded all the same, perking slightly at the mention of being fed after.
And the warning was fairly unnecessary- Fjord had no experience with electronic anything, but one didn't set a kettle for tea if the surface wasn't going to get hot, and given the demonstration of magic he'd just had, the boy assumed that the unfamiliar looking stove was powered by magic as well somehow. He wasn't about to go touching things in an unfamiliar home, but he did slip from the chair to move around the room, studying familiar and unfamiliar things alike.
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Date: 2023-02-28 11:20 pm (UTC)Not that Loki had done anything concerning. That he claimed to be a god might be worrisome- there were tales of gods living amongst men to be sure, but most making such claims were a bit... different in the head. Not that it automatically made them dangerous to be sure, but it was a thing to be wary of until he had some confirmation one way or the other. To say nothing of not wanting to alienate his current only ally in this new place.
"I've... heard as much yes. Lots of stories about how magic can turn on a person, especially fae magics." Fjord agreed with a small smile of his own, already feeling miles better for being warm and dry. He didn't comment on the idea of shoes being troublesome to fit- he was pretty sure that they'd have to stuff a pair of bigger shoes with rags to get something that worked for him if he was of a similar age to Loki's son. But he nodded all the same, perking slightly at the mention of being fed after.
And the warning was fairly unnecessary- Fjord had no experience with electronic anything, but one didn't set a kettle for tea if the surface wasn't going to get hot, and given the demonstration of magic he'd just had, the boy assumed that the unfamiliar looking stove was powered by magic as well somehow. He wasn't about to go touching things in an unfamiliar home, but he did slip from the chair to move around the room, studying familiar and unfamiliar things alike.