When Prometheus returns, even he looks a bit tired around the eyes. It is Rindr who answers Loki, giving her prince a cursory bow before patting the Titan's arm in a friendly manner. "Prometheus here has it all settled. Apartments and communal space, all on the same block. There is an old human woman who seems determined to feed the lot of us, as well."

She speaks the latter with a small note of wonder mixed in with her otherwise sedate manner. Thor had spoken of the people who inhabited Earth -- a short-lived race who needed his help, not the other way around. She hadn't expected much of them, to be honest, but the generosity of the people she has met so far has been enlightening.

Prometheus gives her a warm smile, then turns his attention to Loki. "I can walk people over in small groups -- around twenty at a time, perhaps -- and get them placed into their housing. It won't be quite so frenetic, that way."