Loki is quick to get out the pancakes and sausage, putting them in the microwave to heat. Mandarin oranges turn out to be small, whole fruits taken from the counter and set in front of him, with a cup of hot tea.

"No?" He doesn't seem concerned by the boots not fitting. "Agnarr's build is a bit more delicate, I suppose. You need them longer, broader, or both? I don't mind buying you a pair of shoes later, honestly, but I don't think letting you walk around barefoot in the interim is a good idea. It's still cold out."