Jason exchanges a look with a fellow bar patron at the syntax, which seems tortured to him, but there's far weirder in Baedal than odd turns of speech.

"Yeah, merely," he says, dry. He flicks a look up and down Loki, taking in the green leather, and shrugs — more for anyone watching than for the man he's addressing, as if to say it takes all kinds... I guess. It wouldn't hurt to look like a stand up guy, if only in comparison to Mr. Personable here.