The half-orc watched as his host was setting up the meal, curious gaze on the microwave, especially as the plate of food was placed inside, buttons pressed.

"What... what's that?" He asked as he gingerly accepted the orange and the tea, the mug cupped between both hands against the table, letting the heat warm his hands for the moment.

As for the boots... he was a bit surprised at the idea of Loki being willing to just out and out buy him a pair. It was one thing to offer a spare pair, but that... it was strange, but it was kind at the same time. Fjord wasn't sure what to do with that. "A... bit of both."