[his eyes flick downward, noting the older man's grip before promptly returning to loki's face.]

I see. [another blink, more drawing from the cup.] Someone you knew personally?

[the straw goes dry and kurt sets the cup aside, arms crossing one over the other while he leans to prop them up on his knees.] I'm sure someone has been here since the beginning. [he tips his head, gaze unfaltering.] I haven't the slightest clue where you could start asking around, though.