( listen: if he had anything bigger, he would have given them over. it occurs to him after the fact he probably could have just offered to try and get something from loki's apartment himself, offer to try and teleport him back in but--it's too late, he already gave him the sweatpants, he has to commit to it now.

loki's mildly clothed, so that's done. billy turns his attention over to the tentacle, instead. hovers a hand over it and murmurs soft under his breath as blue flames lick up the side of it, disintegrating it into nothing.

his hair's a mess, his pants are wrinkled, billy definitely looks like he'd just woke up, but he is awakeand that's what matters, right? he looks up to loki, finally. takes a moment to let his eyes look him over, even as a pink tinge spreads across his cheeks, over the tips of his ears. )

For someone who just teleported through my ceiling and is wearing my sweatpants, you're looking pretty okay, too. ( a pause, as he purses his lips. ) Should I be looking out for any other surprises?