"Well, no, they you would call them "them" or by their name," Loki responded, bemused as Patty rolled over seemingly delighted with being tickled on the belly. "Or just pick one and roll with it, seeing as a platypus isn't particularly clever enough to give a shit if you misgender it."
If Loki was any kind of good at being introspective he might realize that having a pet was kind of neat. Did he want a pet? Or did he just like this one?
It was probably the second one.
"Were you expecting a dinner party?" It really was a lot of food.