Upon meeting, Loki and Einar had studied each other with some wariness. Which had only lessened slightly, as neither was used to working with people for long. Loki had run through a small list, before determining that the familiar found a name that was acceptable to him. Speaking of which, said familiar was shifting and slithering, moving to Loki's opposite shoulder and stretching out towards Lena curiously. Tongue flicking in and out as he tasted the air, and black eyes bright.

"Well met, Marly." Loki replied, his attention on the cat as he offered a light bow of his body. Mostly his head and shoulders. Still respectful for the feline.