He doesn't need the invite- he's not a vampire, after all- but it's certainly nice to have it in case anyone does turn up, so he can honestly say he was asked to come in. In much the same way as Dane will have asked for almost everything they do, in the end. He smiles as he steps in, taking a look around. He's not entirely sure about the posters, and he'd never paint a wall in such a Thor colour, but other than that... it looks more comfortable than he feared. After a moment he takes the door from Dane, closing it gently behind himself, but with a very definite click.

"And now we're alone. Much better, don't you think?" Loki certainly thinks so, turning to face Dane, resting his fingers lightly under Dane's chin, keeping it tilted up so he can see Dane's face clearly. He doesn't need to be heavy handed, when even a light touch has a god's strength behind it- although he might be later, depending on how the evening goes.

And speaking of heavy-handed, he might perhaps have pushed just a little too far, considering how stiff Dane seems to have gone. He makes his voice more soothing, the magic in it a little more reassuring this time. "Relax just a little, I think. I'm not going to punish you for making reasonable suggestions, unless you'd prefer it that way." He smiles again, confident now and no reason to hide it. Dane chose to call him 'master', without Loki choosing it specifically; the choice says a lot, to him. "The final decision will still be mine, of course, but that's what you want, isn't it?"