“Too small to be Loki’s; ask Birdy.” He paused at the end there, mouth twisting slightly into something perplexed. “No, he didn’t tell me that. I’ll have to bug him relentlessly. Not that I don’t anyway.”
“Well, at least, there was someone else in his room the other day with him, and they were having a very good time.” She turned the shirt again. “Definitely not Bruce’s, then?”