"She was lovely," Ruby said easily. "A perfect gentleman, and quite interesting besides. When I found her she was about to go spilling out of that little robe she was wearing, so I took her to Graham's room and let her get herself some pants and underwear since they're around the same size." She was definitely getting more comfortable, she thought, as the shock at seeing Loki in his feminine form had worn off fairly quickly, and it was easy to simply revert to the state of comfort she always felt when talking with Loki. "I was happy to meet one of your friends from home," She said, smiling warmly at him. "I liked her quite a lot, and I think she liked me okay. There were things about her that reminded me of you. All that grace and regal gait and the courtly manners and the way of speaking and all of that. I suppose I'll have to meet your mother and brother sometime to see if the trend holds as an Asgardian standby."

At his mention of hoping he switched back before certain things happened, Ruby gave a slight grimace of sympathy. "Eesh, yeah," she said. "I was wondering how all of that might work. Can you imagine if a man in a switched body got pregnant? How the hell would all of that work if/when he switched back?" It was a rhetorical question of course, but she figured if there was anyone she knew who could hazard an adequate guess, it would be Loki. "Anyway, if you won't borrow my red shorts, you can at least hit me up if your period comes. We'll eat salty chips and pop painkillers. That way your experience as a woman will be nicely rounded."

She brought one knee up onto the bench beside her, turning her body more toward his as she settled in, and gently nudged his knee with her toe, smiling teasingly. "So, when you discovered you'd turned into a foxy lady, did you have a nice grope of yourself?"