"Inside," he replied. There was still part of him that was nervous about being seen with a student, regardless of her age and the fact that she wasn't taking his class. Loki was grateful for that, by the way. She would have proven a distraction.
The sat down in a spot far from the windows.
"Well, I mean, I had never thought socks to be a flirtatious topic of conversation." He sipped his drink and the corner of his mouth turned upward naturally. "No, I'm not from here. Born in Norway, moved to England when I was three, moved to Connecticut when I was ten. And moved here just before the semester started."