[ It's a nice change from being treated like a bother or an ill portent and Loki soaks up the good cheer like a sponge, flirting back over the straw she pops in her beer (just because it looks cuter when she pouts and she knows Fandral). ]

We had best stick to the part of that which is possible in such a setting, then. I spy a couch over yonder, and I like the promised comfort of your knee better than this stool.