Don't believe in no-win scenarios

Jim has such an easy manner with the children, Felix can't but smile at the scene. Envy his husband, a little, for how quickly he wins them over. No surprise, though: he knows exactly what he's doing, and Felix nods approval. Getting to stuff your face with special party treats is half of the fun for a child at these things. He only hesitates when Jim turns to him for an opinion.

"Ah- not too different, I'd imagine, but Mr. Suou's made all kinds of special recipes from my homeland. Do you like berries? The snowberry pastries are delicious."

He's had enough to drink that he's not over-vigilant about the lingering look he draws from Loki- but he does cough at that gentle poke about the brooch. Jim must have relayed the tale, or at least the gist of it. It makes more sense yet after he's given one box to his husband, unwrapping his with deft fingers to peek inside.

"It's beautiful," he says sincerely, turning it so the fine metalwork catches the light. "Thank you truly- for the gift, and your care." His smile is a touch rueful, though sincere. "Though I'm sure there'd be no issue, anyway. We cleared all of that up rather handily." Right, Jim? "I think it all turned out for the better, with Father learning the truth."