It's not empty flattery, Mister Tall, Scaly and Handsome. I'm not that nice.

[ Loki once dated a rooster, his tastes are wide and varied. A few more scritches and he leans back into his own space. ]

All I ask is that you come when called, likely to deal with a physical threat that three magic-users are confounded as to how to vanquish. [ He spreads his hands as if in offering. ] You would be compensated for your aid, of course. Is there something you wish for? Long for? Anything you need? I will do my best to provide it.