Though it was sure that Frigga would be happy to see Loki and Fenris join them, and perhaps even Steve Rogers now that he was altered, even the benevolent Queen of Asgard would surely take issue to the remaining coterie of mortals being feasted in the great hall. Odin certainly would, he had certain ideas about who or what was worthy to enter his halls and this plan would no doubt backfire spectacularly.

Which was exactly why Loki was all for it. He loved some fireworks, he adored stirring the pot, and it was always good to let his future in-laws know that he planned to remain his own free spirit even when he was finally shackled to Asgard. Although the joy of a fraught dinner was suddenly rudely interrupted by a realisation of what he had said.

Damn.

With a frustrated growl, Loki suddenly whipped out a silver tipped dagger and thrust it into Thor's ribs, before stalking off down the rainbow bridge alone. But he left the dagger in the wound, which Thor should interpret as an invitation to bring it back later and see that form that he might want.

The subtleties of being stabbed as a form of courtship were, however, lost on Bruce who leapt forwards with a startled sound of concern.

"Remain still, we'll get help for you. Don't try to take it out yet, it'll bleed more."