"Yes, but you are good at it regardless." Sif replied, grinning back at him. "It was a compliment."

The chill of the outdoors hit Sif in a way that wouldn't have were she not so inebriated, and she wavered in her step before getting used to it. Her mind seemed to swim a little more as well, and she found herself thankful for the hold on Loki's arm. She also found herself disgusted for needing it, and decided to demand herself to sober up this instant - to limited results.

His response got a laugh out of her as she shook her head. "I meant because you're heavily inebriated, Odinson. I myself intend to stay clear from the railing. I hope." Looking around, Sif looked for a suitable and accessible balcony and found herself blinking up at the outdoors lighting. "Or we could find a more detached place down here, I suppose."