"No, you can stay wherever you like. Honestly, if I were you, I'd take a flat in Heaven's Bow when you have the Bones for it. The land and the sea have been hit hard, not so very long ago. We're all still rebuilding, and the Inn is like to be busy. But you won't be turned away, no matter what."

Finnick's the sort of sweet fool who'd give up his own bed to a stranger, Loki firmly believes, rather than let them go without. He may be biased at this point.

"Prince Loki, technically," he tells her, and returns the bow gracefully. It sounds as though she is effectively a princess, as well. "But formality is hardly necessary. Just Loki is fine. And well met to you."

"You'll find there are others gods and demigods here, and all in roughly the same situation as any of the mortals. It's...sort of refreshing sometimes, and irritating other times."