Literal baby-throwing or emotional ammunition?

[And as Loki closes the distance between them, so does Sam, dark eyes following the line of his finger before traveling back up to his face.]

More like they're afraid of breaking a hip out here. But you're not wrong, either.

[His teeth are a flash of white in the darkness, and he leans in to whisper in Loki's ear.]

Take the magic off me, and I'll dance with you.