"Well, of course not," he said, amused. "I'd need to be around women daily in the first place. And they might be shortsighted." Loki was not, after all, the very picture of Asgardian nobility - he didn't have enough muscles, nor golden enough hair. It was just strange, when he was removed from all of that, and his brother's rather towering, distracting presence.

He leaned back in his seat, considering her. "I suppose I can blame it on the fact you come from a small town," he said, but he said it lightly, teasingly, not meaning to cause offence.