"You are the type that if you are not breaking a sweat, the hour is wasted," Loki said, dryly. Loki would never consider himself lazy, though he divided his time between pursuits both physical and mental (and many on Asgard considered sitting down with a book - or twenty - to be a rather unambitious way of spending the time). Sif, however, spent a good deal more time at the gym and on the training field than him.

"This place does lend itself well to many diversions, yes," he agreed. Though his voice was solemn, when she looked up at him with that little smile, he smiled back. He also took advantage of her laying down next to him to pull up some grass and sprinkle it onto her bared stomach. Loki, childish? Never.