Loki heard the flapping of his mother's wings, knowing she had come to his level, but didnt look at her. He knew she would catch wind of that now problem about him learning the Mermaid's song. Offering to teach the song to him. He had to admit though. He knew the tune. That was all. If there were words, Loki would no know because Syrena only hummed the tune. Feeling the weight of the branch shift, a motherly hand on his cheek, the Jotun turned his head slightly in her direction. "I know the tune. Syrena hummed it all the time when we hung around each other. If there are words to it, I would not know them." He admitted to her truthfully. Turning his head to completely give his somewhat undivided attention to her, but leaned back against the tree.