"Oh?" Puck watched as Loki managed to do that with one hand, both impressed and amused at the gathering part. As the lights blanketed the ceiling, Puck laughed softly and then smiled at Loki.

"I would tell you to stop being charming, but I may as well as the sun to stop making heat for all that would do." There was another sip of mead. "So I won't." Puck winked at Loki over the rim of his cup.