It was kind of a good look on him, really, which was a thought Sif would have stomped down much harder had she not been in a quite similar state herself.

She had let her hair down from its usual strict pony tail, and it would have been falling prettily in a silky curtain around her face had she not kept running her hands through it while she spoke so that it now had become quite messy.

"If they replace Haldorr they're idiots, he's a great pilot. Besides, it was my fault as much as it was his. He's been dealing with my crap for years now. I should be able to handle him throwing some back at me."

She took a drink from the beer in her hand, flopping down somewhat dramatically on the cot with her head on Loki's pillow, pointing accusingly at him with the bottle.

"And why are you saying you need to do something about Lorelei? Because she likes to fuck around? Bet you wouldn't be saying that if she were a man."

Actually she wanted to rip Lorelei's throat out with her teeth, but he didn't need to know that.