Eindrid is never going to be able to remember those names, but he'll absorb the faces fast. Chances are he'll be giving hugs by the end of the day. He does take a moment to look back and make sure of where Loki is, but then he lets Khaishan lead him onto the rock, beaming at the ladies. "Fiss," he confirms, and then looks out over the water. "An' boats wit sails."

Loki makes a soft, surprised grunt at the hug, but melts into it quickly and without question. The support and contact actually eases back his inclination to weep, which is probably for the best, and he sighs and lets his eyes close.

"You don't know the half of what I've done before," he tells her. "I've had a lot to learn."

He needs the comfort too much to shove it aside, though, and despite the fact he's known her less than an hour, he finds himself hugging back. "I miss her...but I've started to see her in my brother. And that is some reassurance."