Loki wasn't sure what he'd done to inspire Steve to want to help him. Or to be so supportive in general. Just letting out a weak chuckle as he rested his head back against his chest again, fingers curling lightly in the fabric of his shirt. "Not to mention that'd prove everyone right. I'm far too spiteful to let something like that happen."

Here was hoping Steve really did like him, because he'd never be getting rid of him at this rate. He was... serious about wanting to help, for reasons Loki wasn't sure about just yet, but the idea just had a wash of gratitude rising in him.

"I don't know, I'm pretty sure most people would consider texting you the entire 'Bee Movie' script an act of utmost evil." The attempt at humor was a good sign, but there were hints in his tone that he wasn't all back to normal. Little things, but progress was still being made. "What sort of things do you draw anyways? When you're not trying to rehabilitate evil mythoforms, that is."