"Dinner... Tonight..." Loki repeated, frowning. "Oh. Blast." That probably meant that he was involved, since something pricked in his memory that Sif's family had been invited for a meal.
He didn't like those meals, and it wasn't just the expectations of behavior that went with them. Everyone always just fawned over Thor at those things, and his brother lapping up the adulation was just sickening. It wasn't, Loki insisted to himself, that he was jealous. People like Sif's parents were utterly tiresome anyway.
"You've already made a good impression. Several of them in my brother's head as well." Loki grinned. "Something silly like hairpins isn't going to change that. I really wonder about your parents at times."
His eyes narrowed at the mention of Sif's father being in a mood. He still wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but he knew he didn't like it. His smile took on a dangerous edge.
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He didn't like those meals, and it wasn't just the expectations of behavior that went with them. Everyone always just fawned over Thor at those things, and his brother lapping up the adulation was just sickening. It wasn't, Loki insisted to himself, that he was jealous. People like Sif's parents were utterly tiresome anyway.
"You've already made a good impression. Several of them in my brother's head as well." Loki grinned. "Something silly like hairpins isn't going to change that. I really wonder about your parents at times."
His eyes narrowed at the mention of Sif's father being in a mood. He still wasn't entirely sure what that meant, but he knew he didn't like it. His smile took on a dangerous edge.