"Perhaps it is a skill that you should work on, then."

Loki started to wander the room, hands clasped behind his back, though his gaze did not leave Elissa.

"I may not trust easily, but I know also that you are of little threat to me."

For a moment his eyes flicked to the windows. Outside, the individual trees were losing themselves in the general gloom of evening.

When his eyes returned to Elissa they sparkled with mischief and something else that was not entirely unpleasant. His silver tongue wagged and he made an effort to maintain some semblance of diplomacy.

"You may stay the night. There are worse things than beasts on my mountains once darkness comes."