For Asgard!

Sif had to admit - but wouldn't - that she was not following this comparison to animals, and wondered if he was comparing himself to an animal with sharper hearing or herself to a particularly distracting sound. Amusement washed over her face at the comparison nonetheless, and she was about to say something when Loki equated her own little jest to Lorelei's personal brand of manipulative sorcery. Sif's face fell into a deep frown then. She had never forgotten how Lorelei had taken her love away from her, even if it had been centuries ago, and it was a wound threatening to reopen now that she had fought the sorceress not so long ago. "You know that is not something I like to toy with. I am not manipulating you or making you lose your mind, I was merely joking."

Attempting to put the thoughts of Lorelei behind her, Sif tried for a smile at the mention of Fandral's misguided advances. "I do not recall how we met, but I remember well the first time he attempted his baser tricks on my person. I think he was purposefully egged on by one of you." She said, giving him a pointed look. "I had been minding my own business at the time, he was inebriated, and he attempted to speak suggestively in my ear while wrapping an arm tightly around my waist. I ended up headbutting him. And my voice had nothing to do with any of it."