Reeve and Loki
Gods, there was no times when he didn't enjoy reading. Reeve sat at the tree's stump on the park of Wheel... Which was it? He sat there reading 'The Grape Of Wrath' for his... Third time now? It was one of his favorites. This was his break from everyone, even Mack. While he loved her with all his heart, he just wanted to be by himself every once in a while. Mostly to give himself some time. If that made sense?
Then he felt the energy of the tesseract. It caused his eyes to widen, as it was a fairly unknown energy to him. Tossing his book down, the young man jumped on to his feet, standing almost at attention. Ready for anything, right? But maybe not ready for the arrival of his Godfather.
"U-Uncle Loki?" Reeve's stance softened drastically. "Or... I mean, Loki?" Reeve was unsure if Loki knew of him, even if he was the one to deliver him. "I.... Uh... Greetings.." Awkward as ever. Gods, he wished he knew how not to be awkward. "H-how do you fare?"