And a swift trip she has indeed.
She lands. She offers him the package. "I brought you some things. More forthcoming; I cannot carry horses in the air."
Nod. "And I went to Angband, and was not noticed, but the smoke goes all the way to ground level rather than leaving a clear area as I thought; without turning the lot of it invisible I couldn't see much."
Well, it might be possible to make this situation worse, so Loki doesn't instantly reverse herself on her agreement not to mention Maitimo's unbroken word. She sits by Findekáno and wonders what to say.
"Well again. Distilling water and making ridiculous Asgardian sentences."
"I can sit up with you for a while, if it's - helping. I have no appointments in the morning."
And that is an internal wince. "I would not say that there is a sense in which you owe them any specific feelings."