The unease was rolling off Loki in waves and Sam was almost amused by it but he really didn't want it to be taken the wrong way. In all honesty, he was just trying to maybe keeping building that bridge between himself and the God. There was more to Loki than he let on, Sam knew that much from when they had been friends for that brief span of time and even after that.

So he wasn't about to give up on the chance to maybe actually be friends with the others.

Once the fire was built up to his liking, Sam let himself rock backwards and sit down on the ground, stretching his legs out in front of himself away from the fire, resting his hands back on the ground.

"You gonna keep standing there acting like I'm about to jump you or are you gonna relax?"