oh good, real life sucks eggs! I want to just be Loki for a day, then i'd never have to work!
There was a definite roll of eyes at her little statement, he felt like he was being mocked, but chose to let it slide as one of those Midgardian quirks. She seemed eager in her reception of his admission; it is not everyday that somebody tells you they're from another planet he's aware. He listened to her prattle on further and found himself listening quite intently, she reminded him oddly of Sif, except Sally was much more likable.
"I believe you" He commented with a slight edge of sarcasm, but it was barely noticeable. While Loki was sure she would probably been able to escape the thugs from before, he's quite certain that she would not be able to fight him off at all. She was delicate, as most Midgardian's were, given how easy they were to fell. He raises a brow at her little gesture and catches her wrist in a firm grip, his long fingers encircling it easily.
"I am sure you would give me quite a challenge-" He spun her round and pinned her arm to her back with little difficulty. He held it there, firmly, but not so much that it hurt, then whispered into her ear. "-but I am not as easily opposed as most mortal men." Then he let her go and set her back gently, giving her an apologetic smile.
He had quite the feeling that like Lady Sif, she wouldn't take well to people treating her like a delicate flower, hoping profusely that he's not wrong.