Don't believe in no-win scenarios

Loki hasn't forgotten the last conversation he had with Felix, and his gaze is mild but pensive as it lingers on his face. But this is not the occasion to call forth anything resembling tension or disagreement--so he thinks, at least--and his smile is friendly. For Jim, it's a touch brighter, only because he's highly amused by the state he's in. It may warrant a chat with the children later, but in the meantime it's clear the Captain is a gentle and friendly drunk (whether the culprit is magic or drink or both), so that's fine.

"I feel compelled to make a point of correction, though," he says. "I didn't make the gifts personally, I commissioned them from a wholly mundane metalworker, so there will be no further issues forthcoming from them."

Yeah, he went there. In the boxes are a matching set of brooches, the exact design of the one he enchanted for Jim before, which caused more trouble than he anticipated. And there's no magic on these.

The two girls seem to warm up to Jim instantly, perfectly willing to accept his guidance and go get food. Sigrid does glance back at Loki, who nods and crouches to set Eindrid down. "Stay within earshot, I don't want you lot wandering off down the streets without me. But yes, do eat. Una, why don't you make a plate for Agnarr?"

Because Sigrid will be looking after her brother, so it will make for a fair division of labor.