Loki's lips curled up in a familiar, sly smile. "I suppose you have a point. But it sounded nice when I said it. Eloquent, even. And if it didn't make the impression I wanted, I'm prepared to find other ways to make my point most... indelible."

As if his fingers had developed a curiosity all their own, they began to explore the rest of her hand with light touches. He found the rough places where she had built up callouses with weapons, different from his own. He found it strangely fascinating. And while her hand was just as strong as his - quite likely stronger - her fingers were still finer.