Once she was off, that gave him a bit of space to breathe and think. Somewhere, in the back of his head, he could hear Thor telling him that he was an idiot while chewing on a mouthful of something. When the fuck did Thor become the voice of his conscious? That needed to be corrected. Immediately. And considering Thor had thought he was an idiot for not sleeping with her in the first place, he wasn't the most reliable of consciouses to have embedded in his brain anyway.
“Shut up, Thor.” He muttered under his breath. “Go eat something and get out of my head.” Loki paced a bit and tried to decide what this next part of the conversation was exactly going to entail. Exactly what was he going to tell her?
For that matter, where did he even start?
It wasn't like he made a habit of talking about the details of his personal life with anyone who wanted to know them. Oh, his normal friends knew, of course. And Idun. Though, that wasn't something most people knew. His odd familial friendship with the Apple Maiden really wasn't something he was sure anyone understood other than them, sometimes.
But, then she was back and Loki couldn't help but smile. He wasn't picky about what he sat on, but he did want to make sure he was across from her. That way Sigyn could see him. It was harder to turn away completely when you faced someone. “Well, I'm going to start this with a question. Because I don't generally pay attention to that shit. What, if anything... do you actually know about the...” his hand gestured to indicate something other than the flings, “other parts of my past? I can confirm or deny the gossip, and fill in empty spaces where things were left intentionally quiet.”