The spire belongs to Baron Edgar, but Saber sent me out here. [It's a drastic change in his demeanor from the last time he saw Loki. He's no longer sulking or even actively trying to run away. In fact he's practically bouncing in his excitement over the work he's done. Upon further inspection it's pretty clear that he hasn't been getting a lot of sleep and his hair's starting to stick out in even more odd directions than usual, but creation stops for no one. So what if it's still winter? He's got a jacket on over his normal hoodie and he can heat his palms with fire. Problem solved. Soon he's lifting a hand to point to the top of the tower.]

See that break right there? [There's a slight coloration difference near the top that splits the spire into two sections. The newer section looks to be about two or three stories taller.] That's the work we've done in the last couple of days. There's work going on inside the mountain, too. [Reaching into the pocket of his pants he's pulling out a sheet of paper that's been folded and unfolded a lot recently, holding it up to Loki to look at his first rough draft of blueprints. The spire still has another few floors to go and the mountain's interior will have four rooms. Loki doesn't need to know why.

It's mostly a very good distraction and also to help out in the only way he knows he can.] I don't know how long it'll take to finish everything I want to do with it, but it's a start.