Loki, likewise, turned into attentive listener and supported Puck. It was an impressive performance, especially considering all of the emotion the other put into it. Loki honestly wasn't sure how the other was managing to do so and he was stunned. It was, quite simply, a joy to listen to and an experience being sung to.

As Puck slumped, Loki caught him and cradled him gently. One hand coming up to brush his hair soothingly, and he leaned in to nuzzle the other comfortingly until Puck pulled back to look at him. Blue-green eyes were suspiciously brighter themselves, though no tears fell. His face though, showed many things but most prominently, a confused joy and happiness.

"I think you outshone me there, my friend." Honest, voice low and full of that same confused joy and happiness.