“Yes. It’s an old skill.” Measure, flip, twist, pull tight. “During visits to Midgard when we were young, while my brother was off... impressing humans with the various glories of Thor, I went fishing. And taught a few humans.” There had been a few fishing villages, in ancient days, that had been happier to see Loki than Thor. For a little while, until the rest of his reputation caught up. “I’ve picked it back up here, as it’s useful again.”