Well, that certainly hadn't been what he was expecting. He should have taken a bow. Should have. But, Loki was too astonished at the contents of the keg to do more than set the lid aside once more and stare.
While he'd been looking for clues as to what happened to the child, he hadn't expected to find the child himself.
In the workroom.
In a keg!
Taking a deep breath, he turned to stare at the woman behind him. "Eileen," he said slowly, pointing at the keg behind him. "A baby? In a keg? Have ye gone mad? This can not be good for a child!"