[He simply turns his head to see the Asgardian prince better, those golden eyes gleaming.] As you wish, Loki. I shall do just that.

[Heimdall gives his attention once more to the water and more importantly to getting it from the lake into his stomach, seeming to forget the presence of the unhappy prince as a few minutes go by. And then, from behind, A voice calls out.]

Oh, and Loki! When you give your mother my regards, tell her I will be along shortly. Since of course, I must find my own way.

[There may be a quick quirk of the lips on the big man, but of course his face is turned away once more, and would not be seen.]