Magnus leads them into the lounge, dropping his books onto a side table before flopping onto the couch. "I'd like to hear them, yeah," he decides. "Samirah is the real diplomat of my group of, um, colleagues." He guesses he's a close second, or maybe a fourth after Blitz and Hearth, because that's kind of essential if you're the Token Peace Dude Of Valhalla. But it's a weird bar, and hard to measure by. "She's my valkyrie. Most Aesir and Jotnir at least listen to her a little bit." This last is said proudly. Magnus loves to brag about his friends.