"You're a..." Easy Jim. Best not let your mouth run off making threats you can't back up to a god. His flash of anger is more thanks to do with his already shot nerves and shock more than it is real rage. Jim Kirk shakes his head and looks down at the table for a moment. At least, when he looks up again Loki is still Loki for now.

"Let me get this straight. You jacked my personal information, pretended to be your brother, called me out here, casually threatened my fleet and her people....all to get a better gauge on whether or not I would be a threat to a fucking God?"

The offer for water is kind but Jim's got his coffee and he's going to help himself to it and probably drain the rest of it while he tries to stand back metaphorically and see all the pieces on the chessboard of this whole debacle. Tries to understand the capricious whilms of a god.

"I don't know whether I'm impressed by your dedication to him or if I want to punch you. Which wouldn't do me any good and that is not helping."