I shouldn't type while distracted. WTH is my last line there?
"Would you prefer soft jazz and a massage?" Coulson asked, taking a half step back as Loki broke free from one of the chains, jaw stiffening, and glancing back. Some back up would be nice about now.
"Comparatively. You don't bite, do you?" They were all facing death, at least Loki wouldn't eat him...probably. He frowned at the thought.