"What, ye goin' tae interview me for a job or somethin'?" Rosh quipped, but the silly banter was more to make herself at ease. The snake didn't bother her--indeed, before she went to take the proffered chair, she moved over to the side of the bed, inclined her head to the serpent, and offered it a hand so it could get a better measure of her, if it were so inclined.

"Gimme a mo', makin' the acquaintance of yer familiar. I left EnEx ta roam, 'e's probably happier doin' that. Even if I might have ta fish him from a canal before I get back tae my room."

Not that she hadn't taken in Loki's quarters with wide eyes. Fancy. It was super fancy, and she was now glad that she hadn't brought him down to her own rooms. Rosh wouldn't be much more than ashamed.