[ Owen lifts an eyebrow. Loki doesn't exactly look dangerous, all mussed up and sipping on his coffee. But then again, appearances can be deceiving, he's aware. ]

Maybe so, but I don't feel especially worried right now. Maybe I just have very poor self-preservation skills. [ There's an air of teasing to his tone, and his lips quirk upwards. ] Unless that's your way of telling me that whole 'feeding me to the crocs' thing is still a plan.