Loki shrugged. “it’s still disconcerting.” he admitted. “I have this little jolt of panic every time before I remember that you can’t be burned.” he admitted. “and no, I like it when he heats up the shower.” Loki admitted. “your human heating systems just don’t get hot enough.” he admitted before snorting as he waved his fork at Johnny. “don’t you get all charming with me.” he ordered. “I won’t fall for it. You’ve already seduced me.” honestly, Loki had hated Johnny to begin with… not that it was saying much, he hated everyone. Johnny had been a happy go lucky goofball and Loki had been a resentful pot of simmering regret and they hadn’t gotten along at all. It wasn’t until Johnny had caught Loki weeping in a closet and comforted him that Loki had started thawing. Not just to Johnny and Steph but to all of humanity. The more the people around him where kind to him, the less angry he had become. People had noticed, Fury especially, and had taken to giving Loki a kind word here and there. To ensure Loki’s loyalty, of course… or maybe it was because Clint had told Fury everything he’d learned about Loki while they had both shared a mental connection. There had been a lot of crossover. Loki had been too crazy, mad with grief and anger to really remember much about Clint’s life. But Clint had been unshielded and had seen a lot of Loki’s life through Loki’s eyes. Clint had seen the centuries of neglect, abuse and outright torture by the people who claimed to love him. Loki knew Clint would never trust him, or like him… Clint had still helped, and Loki could never repay him for that.<br/><br/>“it takes time.” Loki agreed. “but I’m ready… emotionally, ready to start making those steps.” he smiled at Johnny. “knowing you and Steph will be there with me… helps a lot.” he admitted before pondering the concept of a food just for dogs. “I will do research.” he promised. He was heavily maternal right now, which meant he was going full on momma hen on a dog they didn’t even have yet… he wasn’t as bad as Steph was, but he was going to be making dog food for the animal within the week when he learned that feeding them real food rather than dry kibble was better for them. The dog was going to be one spoiled boy. “Thor loves anyone that speaks to him in any manner.” Loki said, tone dry. “he’s too simple to know better.”