[Loki leans forward and stares into the fire, extending his hands briefly and humming softly when he feels warmth spreading out from the tips of his fingers to the rest of his hands.]

Allow me to keep your sculpture, yes? I will tell no one you ever had a hobby, my lips are sealed, my mouth stays shut and similar phrases like that.

[He shakes his head briefly.]

Fair enough. But you think secluding yourself is going to help?