"The Allfather's favorite," Sif said incredulously. "I wouldst as soon believe Loki innocent of mischief." Speaking of whom, she realized this whole situation stank of the Lord of Lies' doing.
Sif had been subjected to worse taunting, though never from one so low as this pathetic creature. "I know not this, 'Nunya', you speak of, Knave," she growled. "But step closer, and I will teach thee respect for this shield maiden." With a fierce cry, she attacked, aiming a swing for his legs. He didn't need two.