"I have, yes..?" As Loki felt comfortable enough to share some more about himself, Puck's eyes widened a bit. He knew of giants, sure, but they weren't in Avalon often except for the Gathering. The closest he knew as giants were the gargoyles, but they weren't tied to what sounded like a specific branch of weather.

In the spirit of healthy respect, Puck smiled. "I'm glad your heritage came back to you-- it must feel very familiar." But as far as questions, Puck didn't have a lot of them. Giants existed, he wasn't thrown by the revelation. But the remark that he was raised as an Asgardian caught some of his attention.

"Did you move to Asgard, then? Or do the jotun live in the same area?"

It felt good to be learning more about this entire mischief god, even if Puck played up some of his more comical reactions to Loki in general. Being able to laugh at things and find common ground was always a strong foundation. But sometimes Puck could find himself still thrown by what other beings just decided to do with themselves. Xanatos had certainly done that when he welcomed Owen to his company, and Loki was doing it by being as open as he had been. Overall, it was entertaining and gave Puck things to focus on. Even if it was a healthy mix of planning to take down a common enemy and this entire relationship they'd entered with each other.