At the door of Stark Tower

[justakidfrombrklyn]

He doesn't really have a phone anymore, at least not one that isn't a burner on the end of it's life, and that phone never had the number he needed in it, so he didn't call ahead. Instead, he's just there, heading for the front desk to see if perhaps, just maybe, he has a friend here. Or at least an ally.

"Steve Rogers for Tony Stark, please?"

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[justakidfrombrklyn]

"Then I would appreciate if you just sicced geese on him, in that case," he said, quite serious about the whole thing. Bucky didn't need any more trauma in his life, as far as Steve was concerned.

[godofbadideas]

"As long as he doesn't break something of cosmic importance, I think that that's fair."

[justakidfrombrklyn]

"I'll see that he doesn't."

It practically comes with a salute.

[godofbadideas]

"I'll hold you to that," Loki says, very seriously.

[justakidfrombrklyn]

"And I don't give my word lightly," he said in reply.

[godofbadideas]

"I never thought you did." He meets Captain America's eyes without blinking, still ignoring Stark for the most part.

(Though the part of his mind that is always aware of certain things can't help but notice the way he's muttering to himself about physics and violations thereof.)

[justakidfrombrklyn]

Steve actually flat out grins at Loki before ambling his way towards the elevator.

"I'll have that letter for you in about an hour."

It's said... warmly. With appreciation. And just a bit of respect.

[godofbadideas]

Loki blinks. And tilts his head, and kind of.

Look, being treated like a real person and not a menace is kind of unusual for him, is all.