"Save your challenges for your brother. Your parenting skills are spoken of in high regard, but so is your gift for complete mischief." She can't help but grin at the thought, though.

"He's here?!" Lysandra practically bounces up in a burst of excitement. "And pottery! Oh, he's a man of tradition, he is. I'll have to bring him some kind of gift and see if he can't throw a bit of clay for a vase."

Her mind is buzzing with thoughts on the physics of pottery, but she tries to focus herself back to Loki. "Dad Loki. Aren't you all parents? I would think 'Ink' might be a more apt descriptor of how you are currently presenting to yourself."