"You were dead asleep." Sure, there's 'just tired', but then there's also dead to the whole entire world tired, which is, by his measure, a different kind of tired than Loki normally shows.

It's a kindness, maybe, that Mobius doesn't start laughing at Loki's question. A wry pull at the corner of his mouth to betray him, but no laughter. How has he been? How has he been? Where would he even start?

The dining hall is almost never fully empty, but between meals, it's sparse. Hopefully there won't be any yelling, though. "I'm still kicking in spite of everything." He tucks into a nice corner spot. "I'm fine."

Though when compelled to tell the truth, Mobius showed he has an interesting relationship with the word fine as an assessment of himself.

"You gonna conk out here? Maybe I should've led you to bed."