There is always the possibility of becoming the god of adorable kittens. Something which Viatorus would advocate wholeheartedly. Possibility and hope are two of his specialities.

Although Loki might be a little hopeful himself in trying to encourage Viatorus in mischief. He hasn't done much that could be considered cheeky since he was a child. And certainly not in regards to gods. It doesn't quite fit with the stoicism set in marble halls that he's used to.

Still, he offers Loki a weak little smile and a nod. "You're right. I'll try."

Clearing his throat he adds a, "thank you." He's not sure how Loki knows he's a newlywed, but a small show of omniscience is really the least surprising thing in this encounter. He sways on the spot before leaning forward ever so slightly. "C-Can I ask, are you really a god of magic?"