[ He notes the misstep in conversation, the odd momentary pause that quickly gets swept aside, saying nothing but wondering all the more about this rogue gun-toting adventurer. And then Loki laughs right from his belly, surprised enough to let it ring out with a smile that crinkles his eyes. By way of explaining what he finds so funny, he shakes his head and chuckles out, ]

There are some who would say you're far less safer with me than the beasts in the woods. [ With a straight face as he raises his chin, he states, ] I am an extremely dangerous individual, Mister Owen. Your life is at stake by proximity!

[ Slurping his coffee. ]