Loki let Wesley take the lead, unable to help the soft laugh that slipped from his lips at the other's observation. "I don't know...I've always found horns on a man rather attractive actually. Pity about the color though...personally I've never been a fan of the color red...", he sighed, his tone light. He knew the other's comment hadn't been aimed at him, but he really couldn't resist. Besides, it didn't help that his formal armor included a helmet with two rather large horns.
Once Wesley hit his target, he strode forward carefully to intercept the one stupid enough to attempt to rush at the man. A swift hit was enough to knock the creature back, but he couldn't help but notice it took the hit rather well. "You might want to try something with a bigger punch.", he called to the other, barely avoiding a punch from the scaled demon before him. He drew his daggers as the demon tried for another, this time catching him on the jaw. He cursed softly at the sting, but took off the arm with a quick slash of the twin blades.