Loki grinned, a scoffing chuckle followed her statement and he rolls his eyes. "Now every guy should know better than to get caught looking. No wonder he's getting his ass kicked." His grin turns wry at that. Hel, even he might have, at one time, given her a glance as she walked away. He just knew not to let her catch him.

"I need blocking practice. Wanna throw some shots at someone who moves a little faster than the dummy?" He asks, already shrugging his back pack off his shoulder and chucking it to the side, out of the way. His illusion of normal, every day clothing shimmered away to reveal his not-so-normal Asgardian get-up. He combs his fingers back through his hair, catching the crown between them, tossing it to his backpack.

"So, other than beating up on stuffing-for-brains over there, what've you been up to?" He asks, singing into a defencive stance.