Asgardian? That's not anything he can claim to have heard about or know and it shows in the way his face scrunches up in both thought and confusion, especially the part about being so in appearance.

"Can't say I've ever heard of that before," he starts, in regards to Loki's being Asgardian and he turns then, taking the brewed coffee to pour it in the mug... with grinds in it again. Oh well. Not as bad as last time at least? There's that. "And legit as in making sure you're not going to screw Steve over."

He pauses then, mug in hand, slightly turned towards Loki.

"Whether or not you screw Steve, well. That's not really my business." With that said, he takes the few short steps over to the Asgardian and hands him the mug of coffee. Black. With a few grinds at the bottom. You're welcome, he tried.