Being the man that John was, he was agreement with Loki. The distance in which they were tethered to each other was going to become an issue. Immediately wondering if Kitty was bound to someone herself. If not, lucky, but would she welcome Loki into their bedroom also?
And considering that he was becoming painfully aware of how much privacy he was about to not have - it was all he wanted now.
This was going to be a long however long this was going to be.
"I do. Clean as you go. Work smart, not hard." But he pointed at her weapon. "As long as I'm not stabbed in the process or at all that is. When stabbed, I make the biggest mess ever." After a moment. "So, I cook. You poke at this magic to save us from a however long of agony of annoying each other."