She rolled her eyes, even though he couldn't see it. "Now it is you who sound smug," she countered, relaxing as her lips quirked faintly. His hair was dark against her fingers and she played with it lightly, recalling why she'd come. She fell silent for a long moment before voicing the question that had drawn her here.

"Why did you do it, Loki?"

She still wasn't sure what she thought of it. By all means, she should be enraged and furious and humiliated right now. he'd very nearly ruined everything and it was only by sheer luck that she wasn't facing her father's wrath tonight. But instead of being furious she felt... relieved. Lighter.

Perhaps she was in shock?