Loki opened his mouth to say something cutting, and then fell into a nearly bemused silence as his lady proceeded to defend him.
...that felt strangely good. Very good, actually. Very, very good. And unexpected. It summarily derailed the worst of his temper.
Idly, he picked a shard of glass from his hand and flicked it onto the floor. Bright drops of blood pattered down around it. He still watched Thor with particular intensity; he'd better not lay a finger on Rogue, or--
Or, well, he'd let Rogue forcibly feed Thor a thick slice of humble pie, probably. That would be a better revenge than anything Loki could potentially do.
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...that felt strangely good. Very good, actually. Very, very good. And unexpected. It summarily derailed the worst of his temper.
Idly, he picked a shard of glass from his hand and flicked it onto the floor. Bright drops of blood pattered down around it. He still watched Thor with particular intensity; he'd better not lay a finger on Rogue, or--
Or, well, he'd let Rogue forcibly feed Thor a thick slice of humble pie, probably. That would be a better revenge than anything Loki could potentially do.