Eh, they'll be sleeping by now, wouldn't want a wasted trip.

[ A wink teases Owen as Loki turns back to the cupboards, sorting through. ]

You've invoked the traveller's rites, as I said. Where I come from it's tradition ... well, more a basic right to call on a house for aid, it's my duty as your host to see to your comfort. I'm obliged to feed you and offer a bed, if you want one, but first I think I'll start by offering you bacon and eggs. Are you hungry?