[ Blue. Thankfully Loki catches him almost immediately, not letting a reaction slip. It hits too close to one of the more guarded spots in his heart and it is even harder to press down the instinctive reaction to cut her down. As he'd be taught. As he had been raised. His fingers flex quietly. What was Midgard going? What were they trying to do? He didn't want to be here anymore. He wanted to see Steve, he wanted to avoid this confrontation, didn't want to reveal —
no subject
Enough. Loki keeps his grip on his knife. ]
Well. I wasn't expecting blueness.