Imagine there’s a power outage, but since the sun is finally up, at least you can now read. Loki barges into your apartment, bored out of his mind, and he sits next to you on the sofa, but you are so absorbed into the book you hardly notice. His usual antics don’t get your attention, so he leans over and starts reading the text out loud. You shift so he can’t see the book anymore, but he apparently memorized the page and keep reciting the lines you haven’t gotten to yet. Eventually he slips a rose made from ice down the spine of the book as a peace offering.