"Well that is disappointing..." Loki hummed, almost sickeningly merry. Releasing his arms from around the agents neck, he moved round, blade still pressed to the mortals jugular and sat on the table. He didn't seemed to care he was sitting on the files and made himself comfortable.
The God tilted his head to the side, observing Coulsons calm nature. "You don't seem awfully surprised to see me~"