Ben/Loki/Open!
Ben has just finished his morning jog, knowing the dangers if the Shadows. But it was a stable in his life now, and he wouldn't let fear that take away from him. Never again. He wanted to be better than the fat cow he saw himself as, even if no one else did. It was a day in, day out venture. He jogged nearly half the whole of Wheel 1, which was a lot.
He would enter the kitchen/dinning room of Little Asgard, and he noticed Loki, pondering on himself. Ben knew the look, he had it himself more often than not. Instead of outright acknowledging his Grandpa, Ben grabbed bits and pieces of fruit, a hearty breakfast for what he just accomplished.
He wanted to ask what was wrong, how Loki felt, but instead:
"... Grandpa Loki. I got to nearly half the Wheel today." Ben spoke proudly, even though his outfit was drenched in sweat. He was still unsure if Loki saw him as a grandchild, seeing as he was still new here. But, every adult here had given him more attention, and better than his actual parents. He took a grape into his mouth and chewed as he smiled up to the Asgardian, being proud in himself.