"I did, and you delivered nicely." Puck fell quiet for a moment as he thought back. "Let's see.. I can't quite match your storytelling for visuals, so take this song instead." Puck smiled, took a breath and began singing in Latin, gliding into a soprano.

His voice was clear, delicate and equally robust. The lyrics hit him a little harder than the last time he had performed the song, and Puck respected that by putting all of his energy into the performance. By the third stanza he had stopped fighting the complete wave of emotions coming along for the ride. The song was about the highest form of unconditional love one could know and often pointed to any number of deities in most human mythology. Even the word play of caritas being derived from the word for a romantic partner fit this whole situation like a glove. That he was singing to an actual god added a layer. Puck felt like his heart was going to break from the sheer weight of love he felt, and put behind each line.

Puck continued to sing, and by the end of the song he was crying, but managed to finish it on the note required. Puck slumped back to rest against Loki as he caught his breath with a tired laugh. Tears streaked his face and he managed a playful smile as he found his voice again.

"I think that was enough of one." Puck said as he looked up at Loki.