Korg will absolutely take a selfie with the little tyke, raising one rocky hand behind Loki’s head in the best approximation of bunny ears as he can manage. Then he pats him on the head - gently of course - and waves goodbye easily, a smile on his face.

Thor jumps a little at the shout, taken off-guard by both the company and by the brother that has suddenly attached himself around Thor like an octopus. “Loki?” And not the Loki he might have expected, either.

Not unwelcome, though, certainly. It takes Thor a moment, but he eventually thinks to hug him back, slinging an arm around those little shoulders. “What’re you doing here?” And... is that a magpie on his sofa? Thor squints with his good eye, trying to tell if that’s the same one he’s met before or not.