[ having no idea what's running through loki's head, nico gives a soft laugh at the mention of a belly rub. his fingers tickle down from loki's ruff to his chest where nico scratches, unsure if there's still fur under the godling's clothing. if there is, nico will try to give the best approximation of a belly rub as he can. ]

Do you have fur under your clothes too? I guess I could give you one. It's a little like giving Mrs. O'leary—my friend's hellhound—belly rubs. Well, only a little. Not quite.