[ Loki holds onto Billy's hands between them, thumbs running over his knuckles in an anxious, unspoken apology. ]

I can cook anything you want. It'll be a really great lunch, I promise. [ Wow, he doesn't like that disappointed face, ugh. ] I'll translate runes for you to revise while you wait, then you can pick whichever of my books you want to borrow. Yeah?