Her knock was answered promptly, and Loki gestured her to enter with a little half-bow. Almost courtly. It was...a sparse room, probably not unlike her own. But clearly he'd done some redecorating--or at least some modifying of his own. Perhaps it was all just an illusion.

The bed was draped in soft golds and browns, but neatly made. It showed off the sheen of the wood nicely. Likewise, the desk and accompanying chair looked polished to a shine, with a sumptuous cushion in a flattering dark green. The 'lamp' had most definitely been 'magicked' differently. Now it was a golden pillar with an open bowl of flame flickering in it. The wardrobe was darker wood than the other furniture, but likewise glowed warmly. Books were already stacked in small piles, along with sheaves of paper and quills.

Last, on the bed itself was a 3' long dark green snake. Coiled as if in naptime, it raised its head and regarded the newcomer with dark eyes. Tongue flickering out twice to scent the air.

Likewise, Loki himself looked more casual. Gone was the lightly-armored leather overcoat, in favor of a greenish-black high-necked tunic and black trousers with his boots. "Take the chair for now."