“Yes,” he answered without hesitation. It seemed like an obvious answer to him. Hadn't he just said that he had? Maybe Sigyn had missed his somehow during his ranting. He'd been mostly angry most of the night. “I've liked your paintings since that first one you showed me that first time I ran into you.”
Now he was really uncomfortable. Loki wasn't sure what to do from here. Maybe ask a question? Thor had made it sound easy, though maybe for someone as blunt as he was, and as lacking in social graces... it was. Loki sighed.
“Why did you run off, without waking me first? And yet... paint that?”