What the...??? Why was he yelling? Again? And covering his eyes? How could he see if he was-- Was he doing that so he didn't have to even look at her?
Oh for crying out loud.
"You're being ridiculous," she told him as he all but stomped around the room, demanding to know where her clothes were. Before she could tell him they were under the bed, he moved over to the corner. Well she certainly hadn't put them there.
Rolling her eyes, Sigyn got up and crossed to the bed. "You know, if you'd stop acting like a child long enough to be an adult, you might see that I came here because I care about you. And I wanted to talk to you because I care about you. And I was going to make you something to eat because I care about you. And drinking with Thor is probably not good for your long term health anyway."
As she spoke, she bent to pull her things out, setting them on top of the bed. Pausing, she frowned. "I'm missing a shoe." Going down on her hands and knees, she crawled under the bed, struggling with the blanket. "I mean, most normal people? Would just say thank you, Loki. And it wouldn't kill you to try that sometimes."
Sigyn was reduced to holding onto to the front of the blanket, holding it to her chest, and hoping for the best on the back end. "All I wanted to do before I left was have a moment to tell you something that I felt was important. I just wanted to say that regardless of what you think of me, and it's pretty obvious what that is, I am always going to be your friend. A real friend. So if you ever need something, I'm going to--"
She cursed roundly, as she put her free hand on her hair and accidentally yanked. Jerking back to get away from the pain, she hit her head on the bed frame with a loud thunk. And swore again. It hurt so much she grasped her head with both hands, completely dropping the blanket.