Said magpie hopped along the sofa's back once Thor had sat, giving the man's hair a considering once-over. Gods but someone needed to take a brush to him. Maybe he could bully Loki into bullying Thor into letting his hair be taken care of. It's unseemly for a god to be in such a state.

The small Loki beamed at the assurance, especially once it's clear that Thor is letting him call the shots here. Once he was settled, the child hopped back a step, all but bursting with energy. "Okay so it'll just take a moment here..." And he was really hoping he could manage it a second time- it would be embarrassing otherwise! It did take a bit for anything to start happening though, but Thor would likely find it somewhat familiar, that mirage-like ripple of the boy's shape, that disappated only to leave an even smaller fox in it's wake, with perked ears and a big lolling grin.

"Tadah!"