Tea is definitely welcome, though Jane would accept either. Caffeine is caffeine, and a hot drink is a hot drink, and a lifetime spent pulling all-nighters does not discriminate. She finishes off the remainder of her sandwich half while the tea steeps, the other half wrapped and tucked into her jacket pocket. A thoughtful frown is on her face as Amelia tells her tale, taking it all in. "God, that's terrible." Nobody's told her what happened to Odin, but it's a foregone conclusion that the old king is gone too, given who sits the throne of Asgard now. Who does Thor have left, besides the other woman puttering around the kitchen?

News of another Loki is surprising, but perhaps it shouldn't be. A few pieces click into place, and Jane's eyes narrow a little. "That's... weirdly altruistic of him. But I guess it's not like I knew him, we only really met the one time. And Thor... well, you've probably heard some of his stories by now, when they were growing up." She shakes her head, accepting the steaming cup of tea and bringing it close to inhale the scent. "Is it anything like you're used to? The whole... royal family drama thing, I mean." Amelia had said she'd intended to make her family nobles, and Jane hasn't forgotten that, though her experience with that sort of thing is either dating Thor or going to a Renaissance faire.