He smiles easy. Should Loki be here? (Should a Loki be here?) He has no idea, but the godling is a welcome sight. Mobius shrugs, opening up the pocket to find Klefki there, unsettled.

"It's okay. We're among friends." Maybe...maybe just poke out enough to see. That's enough for Klefki at the moment!

"Yeah, it's pretty weird, even for me. But I'm not gonna judge. This one seems pretty anxious. But handy enough in a fight. What about your sentient tent?"