Do you feel more like a man?

airo would pin his ears against his head as Loki's words resounded through the air. Her blatant lack of respect for anything was the bane of his existence, and regardless of what anyone wanted him to think, he was not gonna succumb to giving her the pleasure of seeing him all riled up. The earthen male would simply allow his attention to lay solely upon Fenrir, and he did not give Loki the benefit of pleasure to take recognition of her existence. A warm smile pressed on his lips as Fenrir spoke and he nodded his head slowly.

"Age has and is the bane of my existence, however, I must admit that it's not been a wretched thing. My children are well, and Valhalla is thriving," He would leave it at that before he torqued his head to the side, "I've got to get back to things, takes enough time for me to hobble around, bid your mother good bye, and come in, make yourself at home, you know the drill,"