Sniper had been spending their time more industriously. A job, an advance on their paycheck; Sniper had always been adept at making things happen. They pay the vendor and turn to Loki, smiling up at him. "I'm celebrating having money." and then, teasing back, "This better not spoil your appetite for a good, home-cooked meal."

But this probably wasn't Loki's first taste of the local fare; Loki seemed to be adapting himself, with the new clothes and the scarce hours at the safe house. Sniper didn't know if that meant he had found a job or if he was, like Sniper, simply good at getting what he needed. They peer up at him as they start heading toward the river. "How about you? Get a job yet?"

Yeah they were definitely curious about what a god of chaos would seek out for gainful employment.